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I met Jotaro in the summer I was fourteen. I was standing in the library ofthe town I lived in. I was reading a book on gays, when I heard someone behind me. I turned quickly to see a Japanese boy standing there. I dropped the book on the floor, shocked at being surprised at seeing him there. He picked up the book and looked at it.
"You won't learn anything from this," he said, placing the book back on the shelf.
He was right, I realized that. Up to that point, I had continuously searched high and low for the answers to my questions, trying to clear up my confusion. My parent had me in therapy, trying to get my head straightened out about being gay. It really never helped. It just drove me even more crazy. My parents and the therapist tried, I'll give them that much. I just could never really voice my true desires, and kept it all bottled up inside me. I first discovered my attraction to boys when I was ten. I loved to look at them, especially when they had their shirts off while playing in the park next to my house, playing basketball or soccer. I would go into my room that I shared with my younger brother and strip my clothes off, and lay on my bed and feel myself all over my body.
I loved to touch myself, and loved watching my cock stretch and grow hard from my explorations. The first time I masturbated, was an experience I'll never forget. When I shot all over myself for the first time, it was super good. That was a moment that I could feel for hours afterwards. I did it constantly, any place that I could find that was private. My younger brother was a tattletale, and that's what got me into therapy. My mother was raised with the ideas that masturbation was a sin, and that it would make me insane, and all the other things that went with such thinking. I finally had to do it in the shower every night, so that I would never get into trouble. How could jacking off be bad I had asked her. She said it was, and she would sneak into my room late at night to make sure I wasn't doing it. I asked all the usual questions, and was told that I was too young to be thinking of such things. I had made the mistake of telling her that I liked boys. That was what got me into therapy. The shrink was no better, adding to my confusion. That went on for nearly two years. I was constantly getting into trouble for trying to touch my brother and trying to get him involved in my explorations. The day I went to the library, I was so on edge, wanting to find the answers. That's when I met Jotaro. He had come over from Japan with his family because his father was an important executive for a major company in Japan. He was overseeing a business that his company just bought here.
"I gotta know!" I said to him. "Nobody else will tell me!"
"That's because the idea of a fourteen year old boy like me and you being gay is impossible to people. They think that either it's a passing phase, or that we're sick," he said.
"I'm not sick," I said defensively.
"Let's get out of here and somewhere more private so we can talk. Too many ears in here," he said to me.
We left the library and went outside. The area around the library was very open, so there was no problem with us talking. We sat down in the grass.
"I don't know where to begin," he said. "Too much to say."
"Why am I attracted to boys?" I asked.
"Because you are. You probably find boys far more attractive than girls. What makes us that way, I don't know. It just is," he said.
"When did you know?" I asked.
"When I was eight," he smiled.
"Eight? God, that's young!" I exclaimed.
"My parents thought so. They did what they could to help me. It took me a long time to figure out things. But I did, thanks to my uncle," Jotaro said.
"Your uncle?" I asked.
"Yup. He came to visit us when I was twelve. Thanks to him, I have a much better understanding of what 's going on inside of me. He taught me a lot of things. Some things he said I'd learn on my own. He taught me how to make love to another boy," Jotaro said.
"You had sex with your uncle?" I asked in disbelief.
"Sure. My parents knew and approved. They said it was better to learn from him than get the wrong information from other boys in school," he said.
I was totally blown away. Here was another boy telling me very personal details that no one else would probably admit to.
"Did you think you were the only one who felt those feelings?" Jotaro asked.
"Yes. But now...." I left the sentence unfinished.
He smiled. "There are lots of other gay boys like us out there in the world. The reason they don't come out is because they are afraid to be called names and beaten up on, or thrown out of their homes. Sadly a lot of them commit suicide because their fears push them to that point."
"That's sad," I said.
"Yes it is. I hope you never consider that. You seem like a real nice guy and I'd like the chance to be your friend," he said.
"Well, I like you already. I think that we will be good friends. By the way, my name's David," I introduced myself to him, shaking his hand.
His hand felt silky smooth in mine. I felt feelings start from somewhere deep inside me. They grew quickly, starting to overcome me. I noticed that I was getting hard. He noticed what was going on inside my eyes, and saw the beginnings of tears. He put his other hand on mine, holding my hand in his.
"David, my name's Jotaro. You and I are going to be great friends. It's okay, you're finally finding what you've been needing for a long time," Jotaro said, reaching out and wiping a tear off my face.
His touch felt good on my face. I smiled, feeling real good. Finally I felt that there was hope for me after all. He gently squeezed my hand. I was feeling so emotional, I wanted to cry. That wasn't the place to do it. Too many people watching. He suggested that I come over to his house. When Mom came to pick us up, he asked if I could come over to his house, and told her where he was living. It turned out that he was living in the same neighborhood as I was!
I did go to his house. He called his Mom at her job, working for his father. She said yes, so about an half hour later, I was standing in his house. I took off my shoes (Japanese tradition, I found out later) in the little foyer by the front door. The house was simple, just enough furniture to be comfortable in. It was the way they lived.
"Come here, David," he said, pulling me gently towards him.
He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. That was all was needed. I let go of the emotions that I had kept locked up inside me for so long. I cried for a long time on his shoulder. Jotaro didn't say anything, just held me close to him. I finally ran out of steam and he led me to his room. He was lucky, he had his own private bathroom. He tenderly washed my face off, then we sat down on the little futon couch he had in his room.
"Feel better?" he asked.
"Yes. Thanks, Jotaro. I didn't know that I had that much emotion locked up in me," I replied.
"You did. I could tell. You needed a place to let it all out of you. David, there's so much I need to tell you and show you. I will, too. We will take it slow and take all the time needed to," Jotaro said to me.
He put his arm around me and I moved in close to him. I rested my head on his chest while he cuddled me.
"Okay, where to start. There are things that I can tell you, others I can show you. We should take some time to get to know each other first, though," he said.
His fingers caressed my face, and the smooth fingertips felt really good on my face. I sighed, feeling pleasure at the simple touch.
"That feels good," I commented.
"Good. I was hoping you'd like that," he said, not stopping.
"I do, thanks," I replied.
"This is one of the most important things in a relationship, David. Two people being together and spending time together. It doesn't matter what the activity is, as long as friends are together. This is just the beginning of our friendship. It'll get serious later on, I can guarantee you that. But for now, let's just be friends and get to know each other well first before we move in that direction," Jotaro suggested.
His suggestion had merit, and while I was disappointed that we weren't going to do anything that day, I realized that he was right. We spent that afternoon talking, telling each other about ourselves. I told him about my hearing disability and how it made me feel inferior to the other kids in school. He told me about his home in Japan, the school he went to, his family back there. He showed me pictures of his family and relatives. They seemed like real nice people. Time went by quickly, and before I knew it, it was six in the evening. I had to get home, and very reluctantly I left Jotaro's house. Walking home, I realized that I was feeling really good. I hadn't felt that good in a long time. I went to sleep that night, dreaming of him.
We did get together almost on a regular basis, doing all of the typical teenage stuff. We had a lot of fun, and I felt myself drawing closer to him as time went on. I was feeling better than I ever had, and the change showed. The therapist and my parents thought I was finally coming around. I didn't tell them of my feelings for Jotaro. I was afraid I would get locked up in a mental hospital. I had heard the horror stories about the one in the next town twenty miles away. It was rumored that gay kids were abused there and passed around by staff and patients and nobody ever said or did anything to stop it. Jotaro understood my fears.
"My parents know that I'm gay, and they still love me. They know about you and that you're having a hard time dealing with your own feelings. They told me that you're welcome here anytime," Jotaro told me.
That made me feel so good. I thanked them next chance I got. They practically made me one of the family. The first four months of our friendship, we talked a lot and I learned so much about love and relationships. I observed Jotaro's parents, and it seemed to me that they were constantly together, holding hands, kissing, being romantic with each other. What words couldn't convey, their actions did. Actions always spoke louder than words, and that's exactly what they were doing. They demonstrated their affections for each other with looks, touches, hugs, and saying sweet things to each other. I wondered why my own parents didn't do that like they did.
"Could be that they have their own ideas about love, David," Jotaro's father told me.
I thought about that and realized that he was right. God, this love stuff was a funny business to me. I just couldn't figure it out. One thing I did realize -- I was falling in love with Jotaro. I constantly dreamed of him every night. I dreamed of him and me taking our clothes off and touching each other. I would jack off plenty to those dreams.
Our friendship finally took that turn. It was a real warm day in mid September. Jotaro had invited me over to swim in his pool in the back yard. It was early evening, and we decided to get out and clean up. Jotaro's parents had gone out for the evening and wouldn't be back until late. I got into the shower first. I didn't wear my hearing aid in the pool or the shower, because if I did, it would get destroyed. The water was running nice and hot, then suddenly I was aware of a person behind me. I turned to see Jotaro standing there, naked. We made eye contact, and that's when the feelings got so out of control. I was scared, not knowing what to expect. I raised my hand out to him, and he took it, letting me pull him in. Jotaro closed the door behind him. He touched me on the chest, stroking it slow and gentle. I moved him under the water, watching him get wet. He moved closer to me and then he leaned forward and kissed me. That sent shocks all the way through me. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Then I was kissing him, wrapping my arms around him. I felt his arms around me, and that made me feel so good. We broke apart, and he picked up the bottle of shampoo and dripped some in my hair. He washed my hair first, then started soaping up my body. I closed my eyes and let my feelings go. I couldn't hold them down any longer. I moaned softly as his soapy hands glided around my body. Jotaro finally reached for my cock, and it grew hard instantly. He rubbed the soap on it slow and gently. I gasped at the feeling, at how he was stroking it. I felt myself coming to the edge almost instantly.
"Jotaro," I whispered, "I'm gonna...."
I never finished the sentence, because my body jerked and shook as I came into his hand. I cried as I released my boyjuice into his cupped hands. After I finished ejaculating, I slumped against the shower wall, completely wiped. He smiled, and touched my abdomen. That made me react. The feelings were absolutely incredible.
"Jotaro!" I wailed, my body out of control.
I reached out to stop him, but he pushed my hands out of the way. He continued to touch me, making me jump and shiver until I finally came down off that high. I reached for the soap and started washing his body. God, what a soft, smooth body he had! The sensations I was feeling on my hands was so incredible! I felt myself get hard again. I guess when you're young at 14, you can get hard as many times as you're able. I slipped my hands down to his balls and cock, and fondled them. That was the first time I ever touched another boy there. It was an experience I'll never forget. I stroked his cock up, doing it slow and gentle. I could hear him sigh. He was enjoying this as much as I was. I stroked him for a few minutes, until he whispered something in my right ear, the good one. My left one was stone deaf.
"Tighter...faster," he whispered.
I did as he instructed, and then he was shivering against me. I could feel something move through the shaft of his hard cock and then something wet hit my leg. I looked down to see his sperm coming out of his cock and landing on my leg. He shot twice more, then he sighed and settled down on me. I moved my hands around his body like he had done to me. He kept pushing himself up to me, moaning and whimpering. He finally settled down after a few minutes. He looked at me and I could see something in his eyes. To this day, I still can't describe what it was. Only lovers know what it is, I guess. I washed his long black hair, then we rinsed each other off then got out.
After we towel dried each other, he led me into his room and to the futon. We laid down on it, and he rolled over onto me. We kissed, starting the love-making. Nothing was said, nothing needed to be said. We just knew what and how to please each other. We continued to kiss, feeling each other's lips on our own. My hands were roaming all over his body. His body felt so smooth. He could touch me just right. I tried to copy his exact moves, trying to get it right.
"Don't worry about trying to get it right, David. Just do it in a way that you think will please me," he whispered.
I relaxed, and the feelings increased. We broke the embrace, and Jotaro started to kiss my body. I felt his lips on my neck, and those were the most incredible sensations I'd ever felt. I tensed up, shivering. He moved away from my neck and down to my chest. I could feel his tongue probe and lick at my nipples, which were standing out hard. He gently sucked on them, making me moan. That was the greatest pleasure I ever felt! Jotaro licked and sucked on both for a few minutes. I moved my hands around his head, caressing his ears and running my fingers through his long, black hair. Jotaro moved down further, lips and tongue exploring my torso. I groaned and moved around on the futon. I was experiencing pleasures that I though never possible. He reached my very erect cock. He took it in his hands, exploring the length, how it was formed. I was about six inches long then(still am) then. I gasped, and shivered with excitement. He gently blew his breath on my cock, and I nearly blasted off the futon.
"OH MY GOD!" I cried.
"Easy, lover," Jotaro said, rubbing my chest.
I settled back down, and he went back to work on me. He fondled my cock and balls, spreading my legs apart so he could get in there better. I watched as he moved his head up between my legs. Then I felt his tongue start to explore my balls. That was an incredible feeling.
"Jotaro," I groaned.
He moved in deeper, moving his tongue around my balls. He lifted one leg to get at my hole. He licked at it, really blowing my mind. I couldn't say anything, I was just too shocked. But it felt so good! Jotaro licked at it for a few minutes more, then he came back up to my cock. He licked around the base of my cock, making me wriggle underneath him. I had closed my eyes, and was seeing the most incredible colors ever seen. I felt something warm and wet engulf my cock. I opened my eyes to see my cock disappearing into his mouth.
"Oh, yes!" I whimpered with excitement.
Jotaro took it all, starting to suck on my cock. I can't really describe how he did it, but in about two minutes, I shot my sperm into his mouth. Jotaro swallowed it all! That just blew me away! I moaned and groaned and cried all the way through my ejaculation, the feelings were so incredible! Jotaro laid down next to me after he finished getting me off. He rubbed my chest, getting me to relax.
"Jotaro, that......" I stammered.
He smiled. "I know, David. It was incredible for me, too."
He held me for a time, teasing my nipples with his right hand. I turned on my side and faced him, looking into his eyes.
"Jotaro, I......love you," I said softly.
"Love you, David," he whispered.
I kissed him, and the feelings rose up in me again, taking control. I kissed his face, licked behind his ears, then kissed and licked his neck. I heard him hiss, sucking in his breath. He moaned softly, urging me on. I did keep going, my desire to please him strong inside of me. I kissed down his chest, stopping at his nipples. Jotaro had nipples the size of silver dollars. In their relaxed state, they were flat. But when they were aroused, they really stood out hard. He moaned as I sucked and licked them.
"David, David," he moaned, getting me even hotter to please him.
I moved on, kissing his silky smooth skin. I was so overwhelmed by what I was feeling. I didn't want to stop. I didn't know what I was doing, but something inside told me to do these things. I listened to that little voice teaching me what to do. I kept moving down his slim, swimmer's body, getting to his hard cock. It had to be seven inches long. It was beautiful to look at. It was straight, not a blemish on it. It was tanned a deep tan, the head a bit darker than the shaft. I touched it again, fondling and exploring it with my fingers. Jotaro was in another place, his eyes closed, tossing his head about. He moved his legs apart, showing me his rose. It was a bright pink, edged with a dark brown. I got in there and touched it with a finger. It felt firm and fleshy. I licked at it, and it tasted of the soap that we had used in the shower. It had been washed clean in the shower, I reasoned, it's got to be safe. So I licked at it, moving my tongue across it with slow strokes.
"Oh, yes....Davy, oh....uh....uh," Jotaro moaned.
I licked it some more, then moved up to his very hard cock. I slowly slipped it into my mouth and slowly sank it into my mouth. It was a weird feeling, having another boy's cock in my mouth. I must have been doing it right, because Jotaro was making funny sounds and wriggling all over the futon. I moved my mouth up and down on it, slowly getting it all in my mouth. That's when I noticed that Jotaro had no pubic patch. I kept sucking his hard cock, moving faster when Jotaro asked me too.
Suddenly he cried, "DAVID!" and started cumming in my mouth.
I swallowed his cum as fast as he shot. It came out of his cock thick and in clumps. When he finally finished, he pulled me down to him and hugged me super tight. I still had the last clump of his sperm in my mouth, so I worked it around in my mouth while stroking his sensitive cock with my hand. His sperm tasted very sweet, like the peppermint candy that he was always eating. Jotaro finally relaxed, letting me go. We lay in each other's arms for a long time.
It was fifteen minutes later that he opened his eyes.
"David, that was......" he couldn't finished.
I nodded, smiling. "Liked it?"
"Loved it, David. You still got my cum in your mouth?" he asked.
I swallowed it. "Did. You got peppermint flavored cum, Jotaro."
"Heh, I know. I eat that candy all the time," he laughed.
Then he got a serious look on his face as he reached into his little nightstand. "There's one last thing, David. That's fucking."
"How is that done?" I asked him.
"I would get you on your back, and put this KY on your rose. Then I put some on my cock, then slowly push my cock into your ass," Jotaro said.
"Would it hurt?" I asked.
"At first, but then the pain will go away, and you will feel super good at having my cock inside of you. I would move my cock in and out of you until I cum inside of you. That would bind me to you. You would do the same to me. When you cum into me, you will bind yourself to me. Then we will be lovers forever," he explained.
"That sounds so cool," I said, moved by the description.
"I think so. Since you've never done it, you can go first," he said, kissing me.
He rubbed a bit of the KY onto my rapidly hardning cock. I took a little and worked into his rose. Jotaro rolled onto his back, and I moved up between his legs. He took hold of my cock and directed it into his rose. I slowly pushed it, a whole new world of feelings enveloping me. The head of my cock finally got through, and he let go of my shaft. I continued to push my six inches into him. I finally stopped once my hips touched his ass. I relaxed a moment giving Jotaro a chance to get used to having me inside of it.
"Please, lover. Do it. Fuck me good, fuck me sweetly," he whispered.
I did, starting to make love to him. I moved my hips back and forth in slow short strokes, trying to get the hang of it. Something took over, and I slowly picked up speed with each stroke. I was no longer there in his room, on his futon. I was in another place, seeing colors swirling around me, hearing music, so beautiful ,music that can only be heard by lovers caught in it's spell. The feelings got so powerful, that suddenly, I realized that I was about to cum.
"Jotaro...cum...I'm...cum...JOTARO!" I cried, shooting my sperm deep into him.
I could hear him sobbing, calling out my name. "David, David, David, cum in me, please!"
I did. I shot like I never had before. The feelings were too much. I started crying as I finished ejaculating inside of my lover, Jotaro. He caught me just as I was collapsing. He held me tight to him as I cried, the emotions being too much.
"Jotaro, Jotaro, love you, oh god I love you!" I cried.
He stroked my back, whispering his love into my ear. I finally calmed down, and we relaxed for a moment. Kissing, I fell in love with him again. I turned and reached for the KY.
"Your turn, lover," I whispered.
He smiled and moaned as I applied the KY to his growing cock. Seeing how slim it was, I had no doubt he would get into me easy. I rolled onto my back, and opened my legs. I felt his slick fingers apply the lubricant to my own rose.. Dropping the tube on the floor, he moved up between my legs.
"Ready, lover?" he asked.
"Please. I want you inside me, Jotaro love," I whispered.
He slowly pushed the head of his cock into me. I felt it literally melt into me. I groaned in anticipation of the fucking I was going to get. He kept pushing into me until he got all of his seven inches in.
"Oh, Jotaro, that feels so good!" I cried.
He smiled. "Knew it would."
I rose up and kissed him as he started fucking me, going slow and easy. I lay back and watched his face as he slowly fucked me. He closed his eyes, then started moving faster, the feelings overtaking him. My ass felt full, but it didn't hurt at all. It felt real good.
"Jo, Jo, feels so good," I moaned, urging him on.
Jotaro picked up the pace, lunging deeper into me with each in stroke. I closed my eyes. This was an incredible experience. I was being fucked by a boy who loved me. I called his name over and over.
"Dave, Dave, get ready. Get ready for my cum....I'm going....going....cumming now," he gasped. "DAVID!" he screamed, shoving into me hard over and over.
Reflexively, my anal muscle squeezed his cock real hard. That had the most incredible result.
"DAVID, DAVID, DAVID, WHAT THE HELL, I'M COMING INTO YOU RIGHT NOW, DAVID, DAVID, I'M GONNA FUCK YOU HARD AND GOOD I'M FUCKING YOU GOOD, DAVID, DAVID, DAVID!" he kept screaming.
Then he was, and I could feel it flow out of his cock and into me. He kept fucking me hard, slamming his long cock into me over and over. Jotaro finally collapsed onto me, pulling me onto my side with him. He made no attempt to pull out of me. He hugged me from behind, breathing hard. I felt his cock slip out of me, then he turned me over and we kissed passionately. Our tears flowed freely, getting onto each other's faces and on our bodies, and the futon. We held each other tight, crying for a long time. We finally stopped, looking at each other.
"David," Jotaro gulped for breath, "Oh my god, that......"
I gulped for a breath. "I know, that......"
Words just failed us. There was nothing we could say. Nothing needed to be said. Looking into his eyes, the message I saw there was enough. Three simple words. I love you.
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