Warning!: Like I said, this story is rated for a reason. I warn you now if you can’t take serious slash then don’t read any further than this. It fits within the rating, but it’s not at the low end. This goes beyond a couple guys kissing.

A/N For those of you who enjoy slash then please carry on.

Jason’s Libretto (Part One)

Jason hurried to school and he was in no mood to be there. Over the past few weeks he had found himself becoming infatuated and he did not like it one bit. His ‘infatuation’ was in just about every class with him and it left him nervous all day. Today was worse because he started track.

He neared the school and as he did he found his eyes shifting to the popular circle. There he was. Lyric Johnson, hottest boy in the school, and at that moment he couldn’t have looked any better. He was dressed casually, his short black hair brushed and slicked back with the faintest bit of gel, his blue button down shirt hanging seductively from his ivory person since a few of the top buttons were undone. The other juniors surrounded him at the moment and they were almost an eyesore compared to the sexy individual. Jason couldn’t help but stare and he hated it. Why oh why did he have to be bi! It only made it harder to live. He stared and as he did, Lyric’s gray eyes met his and he quickly looked away, running up the stairs and into the school to begin the torturous classes.

Track began as usual after school that day and all the boys on the team were required to change into the mandatory running outfit. Jason didn’t normally have a problem with it except that this time that one boy had to be on track and he had to have a major crush on him. He groaned as he walked into the locker room and his friend Brian noticed.

“Dude, you aren’t still… crushing…are you?” he asked quietly so that no one could hear as they changed. They were the only two in the section of the locker room they were in, but it echoed.

Jason groaned and closed his eyes, nodding almost drearily. “Yes,” he squeaked.

Brian hissed. “Dude, that’s gotta suck. Oh well, it’s not like you can help it,” he said.

“I wish I could. You have no idea how much I’d kill to just be straight,” he whispered over to Brian as he pulled off his school shirt and pulled on his emblemed one.

“Hey, so long as you aren’t hitting on me,” hissed Brian.

“No offense, but I’m not into blacks,” he whispered back.

“None taken,” said Brian, changing into his shorts. Jason finished putting on his cloths and shoved everything into a locker. He moved and turned the corner and as soon as he did he saw the last thing that he wanted to see that day. Lyric pulled off his school shirt and revealed to the locker room his toned bod. Jason stared almost wide-eyed at the layers of lean muscle that rippled the smooth flesh and he choked as he felt a familiar lurch in his lower gut. He squeaked and pushed himself back around the corner, grabbing his head and letting out a strangled cry.

“What’s up?” asked Brian, looking over at him in concern.

“Look for yourself,” said Jason, rubbing his temples as though it would make the picture disappear. Brian raised a brow and looked out towards where the group was. As soon as he saw Lyric he tried not to laugh. He was only topless.

“Well, that’s not so bad,” he said. Then he pulled off his pants. “Okay, now I’ll ask you not to look just out of respect for the fellow man,” he said, walking back around and shoving his own stuff away.

“Oh gawd,” said Jason a look off bliss and horror coming across his face.

“What?” asked Brian.

“I now have a very vivid picture in my mind of what you told me not to look at,” he said, his cheeks flushing pink.

Brian groaned. “Do you think you can keep those thoughts to yourself?” he asked.

“Is it safe?” asked Jason. Brian peered around the corner.

“Yea, he’s dressed. C’mon, coach is going to kill us if we’re late,” he said, hurrying off. Jason followed reluctantly and soon they were running laps for warm up. Jason couldn’t help but watch Lyric. His movements were so clean, so fluid, and he was so damn fast. He wondered briefly if he was fast at anything else. Brian noticed he was staring again so tripped him and sent him face first into the track. Of course, neither of them had been expecting what would happen next. Brain would usually just trip Jason to get him to think about something else and let him get back up and catch up. He never stopped to help him or anything.

“You okay?” came a voice Jason found all too familiar.

He looked up and found himself staring directly into Lyric’s gray eyes, his hand outstretched so that he could take it and get to his feet. “Uh… yea. I’m just a little clumsy is all,” said Jason reaching up and grasping his hand as normally as he could. Lyric’s hand was strong and surprisingly soft. “Thanks,” he said.

“No problem. Watch your footing. You’re a good runner,” he said and he took off. Jason was in shock for a minute. Lyric had complimented him? He laughed internally and squealed internally, then took off and caught up with the group.

“That was different,” hissed Brian.

“What was?” asked Jason.

“That he stopped and helped you up. He normally doesn’t give a damn about any one on the team,” Brian answered softly.

Jason sighed. “Maybe he just felt like giving me a hand,” he whispered back. Brian shrugged and they continued until they had to stop and stretch then go through more drills. When they were finally allowed to go in and change, that’s all Jason did. He didn’t stay and shower with the rest of the team for obvious reasons so he packed his stuff up and bid Brian farewell.

“See you tomorrow, Jason,” he said.

“See ya,” said Jason and he rounded the corner. As soon as he did his eyes met another no-no and he quickly turned around. Lyric was walking into the shower and of course he wasn’t wearing anything. Luckily, Jason only caught an ass view so it wasn’t such a violation. He sighed and hurried out, rushing home to take a shower of his own.

The next day he found himself in the locker room at school stripping and stepping into the shower after a long run in the hot weather. He was covered in dust and sighed as the tepid water washed over him in a relaxing spray. He was alone at the moment so took advantage of the privacy and began to bathe, using some of his favorite soaps to clean his body of the harsh run. He let the soap lather, mist from the spray causing it to run a bit, and as he stood there he heard a small chuckle. He gasped and whirled around, staring almost horrified at the person that stood there.

It was Lyric and he was bare, a towel clutched in one hand and a bar of soap in the other. He stared at Jason and smiled a bit. “Mind if I step in?” he asked.

Jason stared at him a minute. “Uh… yea. Sure, go ahead,” he said, turning around and continuing to bathe. He heard the slap of feet against the stone of the floor, the squeak of a tap as it was turned and adjusted, and the hiss of water as it sprayed forth and slapped against the tile.

“Nice run today,” said Lyric randomly.

“Yea, great run,” said Jason, running his soapy hands over his body.

“You looked really good out there. Excellent form,” said Lyric, testing the water a bit before he stepped under the spray. “Your ass looked good too.”

“Thank yo—huh?” asked Jason, as though he hadn’t heard him right. Had he just said what he thought he did?

“Nice ass,” said Lyric, looking over at him dangerously.

Jason choked up and felt his face flush. “Uh… thanks?” he said, looking away and lathering some more soap onto his hands. He heard the slap of feet against tile and he felt unfamiliar hands slide up his body, starting at his lower abs and working their way up to caress his pecks. He gasped and tensed up. What the hell was going on?

“Relax. Let me do that for you. You must be tired,” said Lyric seductively, taking the soap from Jason and lathering it in his hands. He brought them to Jason’s heating flesh and ran them teasingly about, washing and scrubbing gently.

“I-I can do that, Lyric. Really,” said Jason, trying to move away.

“Awe, c’mon. Don’t tell me you aren’t enjoying this. I’ve seen how you look at me, Jason. Or perhaps I’m not moving fast enough for you. How about we wash where you’ve yet to,” he said and he let a soapy hand fall, his fingers lifting him and wrapping around him before he began to move it back and forth in a steady motion. Jason gasped and let out a small sigh of delight. That was definitely something he wanted.

Lyric laughed and pulled him close, continuing to move his hand. “How’s that? To your liking I hope. I’ve been told I’m rather good at it,” he said, whispering the words into Jason’s ear before sticking out his tongue and running it gently up his neck. He gasped and closed his eyes, chancing it and relaxing back into Lyric. “There we are. That’s it, just let me do all the work. I promise you won’t be disappointed.” He felt a gentle touch to his chin and his head was being turned. Lyric grabbed his mouth in a hot kiss, his tongue massaging the dry inside and moistening it. Jason let out a small moan and he chuckled as he licked and kissed, his hand moving a little faster. Jason moaned again and reached down, wrapping his hand around Lyric’s and increasing the pressure applied only slightly. He reached up and grabbed the boy’s other hand, bringing it down and making him grab his balls and massage them. He gasped and moaned as Lyric took up the job for him and he relaxed back against him.

“Ready for more?” asked Lyric, almost excitedly.

“Yes,” moaned Jason. Was he ever ready. He wanted it bad, so bad, he could already feel it. Lyric almost squealed and pushed him forwards so that he braced himself against the wall. Jason felt a slick finger slide in and caress briefly before the thing he lusted for finally happened and Lyric began to thrust. He cried out briefly before gasping and moaning happily. Lyric moaned behind him and simply continued to move, his hands pressing to the wall next to Jason’s as he groaned and hit harder.

Jason gasped and moaned louder, tilting back his head and gasping for air as Lyric moved fast and hard, just how Jason liked it. “Yes, Lyric! More!” he found himself crying. Lyric moaned behind him and a hand moved from the wall to his cock, pumping it furiously as his thrusts increased yet again and he pounded him from behind. He moaned louder and gyrated his hips, crying out with pleasure. He hadn’t had sex in months and it was perfect, especially since it was Lyric placing upon him the wonderful feelings. He was used to gay sex, he had done it a few times already at a party he had gotten rather tipsy at. He and one of the other bi guys got a little too drunk, they both thought the other was cute, so they banged for about two hours, taking turns at everything, and when they woke up next to each other the next morning they only laughed and asked when they could meet up again and have some more fun. He hadn’t had so much luck with girls, even though he had participated in random acts of het-sex. The girls seemed to enjoy it, and he was seeing life from both ends of his sexuality. But none of it topped now. Nothing was as good as receiving hard pleasure from the hottest guy at school and the boy he had been crushing on secretly for weeks.

He moaned again and Lyric moaned behind him, urging him on until he was gritting his teeth against the pain and crying out with the amazing pleasure. He moaned and moaned and finally with one of Lyric’s hard thrusts he gasped and screamed as he released, the amazing pleasure nearly suffocating him as he was beat a little longer before Lyric came as well, his sweet moan filling the bathroom and echoing off of the walls. He stopped then, collapsing against Jason who collapsed against the wall and panted.

“Mm, yes! I knew that’s how it would feel my first time. Mmm, incredible,” Lyric breathed against his shoulder, kissing it a bit.

“Glad… you enjoyed it,” panted Jason, a small smile coming to his face. He felt fantastic.

“Jason?” asked Lyric suddenly, his voice low and crooning.

“Hmm?” asked Jason, looking back at him a bit.

“Jason?” he asked again.

“What?” asked Jason.

“Jason?” he asked once more. He sounded like a woman now.

Jason raised a brow. “Lyric?”

“Jason, sweetie, it’s time to wake up,” came his mother’s voice and he slipped away from the amazing scene, Lyric’s hands falling from his body as he slammed back into his own and opened his eyes reluctantly to find himself in bed. He groaned unhappily and rolled around a bit, the slick, sticky feeling in his pants becoming immediately uncomfortable. “Jason did you hear me?” asked his mother again.

“Yea I heard you. I’ll get up in a minute,” he said, now glad he had his own bathroom and didn’t have to use the one in the hall.

“Okay, breakfast is ready if you’re hungry,” she said and she left, closing the door behind her. Jason groaned again and slowly got out of bed, rushing into the bathroom and stripping himself of the pants and bathing quickly.

“All right. Partner stretching and this time I’m picking the partners. I’m tired of seeing you pick the same people. It’s time to make friends. So. Brian, you’re with Anthony. Tom, you’re with Chris, Jason, you’re with Lyric, Matt, you’re with Dave, Tim, you’re with Rodger, Jeff, you’re with Mike, Greg’s with Pete, Kevin’s with Daven, and Frank, partner up with Keef. Let’s go!” said the coach. Jason froze. He didn’t just put him with Lyric!

He gulped and looked over as Lyric walked towards him. He saw Brian make a motion with his hand from behind the boy that approached him, pulling his finger across his throat and giving him a pitying look. Jason just sighed and met Lyric half way.

“Hey, you’re the boy from yesterday, right?” said Lyric, his face solemn and emotionless like it usually was. He was a very cold person. He wasn’t mean, he just wasn’t exactly friendly and excepting.

“Yea, that’s me,” said Jason, his heart pounding in his chest. And then something different happened. Lyric smiled.

“All right. I’ve been waiting for a reason to talk to you. You’re a really good runner. So which stretch do you want to start with?” he asked, his face seeming to suddenly glow rather happily.

Jason smiled a bit and relaxed, despite how fast the dream from that morning kept playing through in his head. “Which ever. It really doesn’t matter,” he said. Lyric smiled again and they began helping each other perform the dramatic stretches that left the legs and hips almost sore. Then they ran, but the coach made them run in partners and in order. He was not a happy person. Yea, he was real excited that finally he was having a normal conversation with Lyric, but he would have preferred it before or way after that dream and the thoughts in his head.

But that wasn’t the worst of it.

Jason walked back into the locker room to find his cell phone ringing off the hook. “Hello?”

“Jason, you have to shower at school. The water’s being worked on and the presser is none existent,” said his dad.

Jason froze. “What?”

“I know you don’t like to, but that’s how it is. See you when you get home,” he said, and he hung up. Jason didn’t know what to do. He saw Brian and grabbed him.

“What?” he asked hurriedly.

“You have to let me take a shower at your place,” he said quickly.

“I would, but they’re working on the water lines. No pressure,” he said.

“You have no idea what pressure is. My dad just called and told me I have to bathe here. Do you have any idea what could happen?” he hissed.

Brian stared. “Sorry man. I’ll save the spot at the far end if that’ll help, but, there’s not much you can do from here,” he said and he walked on. Jason groaned in frustration and just did it. He stripped, grabbed his towel, and headed for the showers. He took the one next to Brian, who was real close to being finished, and borrowed a bit of soap, washing as quickly as he could. Brian finished first just the same and moved away. Go figure. Lyric took the free shower since all the others were taken.

“This is the first time you’ve bathed here,” he said to Jason as he turned the water on.

Jason froze, horror spreading through him. “Uh… yea, I don’t like bathing in public,” he said, rinsing off as quickly as he could.

“Oh, I know how you feel. You get used to it I guess,” said Lyric and he lathered some soap onto his hands. Jason was reminded again of his dream and he gulped, making sure he was rinsed before he turned off the water and grabbed his towel, wrapping it quickly around his waist and tying it.

“Bye,” he said quickly, not looking at Lyric as he turned and walked away.

“See you tomorrow,” said Lyric.

Jason hurried off and hid himself behind the lockers where he found Brian. “Dude, you look like you’re about to pass out,” he said.

“Okay, that right there, try bathing nude next to the hottest girl in school,” said Jason, glaring at him.

“Get your point,” said Brian.

Jason sighed and pulled out his stuff, drying quickly and dressing in record time. He was out before Brian even got finished dressing and headed home to take care of a few things he developed after he bathed.

The next day at the track was just as bad. He got pared up with Lyric again and his father had told him that morning that he was going to have to take a shower at school again. He was not a happy person and actually contemplated missing track that afternoon. But the coach caught him and said that unless he had a legitimate reason for skipping he wasn’t getting out of it. So he got there late and got a detention and was made to do stretches with Lyric again.

“Why are you late? You’re usually the first one here,” asked Lyric as he helped him with wall stretches.

“I wasn’t feeling well so I was going to try and go home,” said Jason.

“Oh, then, I’ll run a little slower today if you need me to,” said Lyric as they switched and Jason helped him stretch.

“Okay, thanks,” said Jason. So they could go slow and Jason could slack off and be nervous all at once. They lined up and started the running, the coach forcing them to do it synchronized for some reason. He and Lyric were in the back again and Jason felt really weird. Each time he looked over at Lyric the boy was looking around as though trying to find something and measuring time and distance all at once. Jason tired to ignore it, but as they went around the track and out of the coach’s view, Lyric veered off of the track and pushed Jason hard, sending him behind the bleachers and totally out of sight.

Jason gasped and fell into the wall, catching himself and turning around to stare at Lyric. “What the hell? Lyric, what are you doing?” he asked, trying to get back to the track. Lyric placed a hand firmly on his chest and pushed him back a bit.

“Wait. I need to talk to you. It’s important,” he said, the words coming out a little awkwardly.

“About what?” asked Jason, a little annoyed. He didn’t know how else to come off. He was standing behind the bleachers with Lyric, totally out of sight, and his hand was on his chest.

“It’s about… the way you look at me,” he said, pressing into him a bit.

Jason started to get nervous. “What about it?” he asked, backing up a bit as Lyric pressed into him.

Lyric smiled a bit and picked at his shirt oddly. “Do you mean it? That look that you always give me… That look you gave me yesterday while we stretched… the one in the shower?” he asked, moving in and running his hands over Jason’s chest.

Jason gasped. What the hell? Lyric was acting funny. Almost… “Sunuva bitch, you’re gay,” he breathed as he hit the backboard to the bleachers and stopped.

Lyric smiled. “Uh-huh. You’re the only one to really get it either. I guess I do a pretty good job at hiding it. But seriously… do you? I’d really like to know. I’d really like to…” he leaned up and brushed his lips across Jason’s. He gasped in shock and found his hands going almost automatically to the boy’s hips.

Lyric smiled and stared at Jason with his mysterious gray eyes. Jason looked back and he realized that he had discovered that mystery. His eyes said so. Lyric simply smiled and leaned back in. “Do you want to kiss me, Jason?” he asked, running a finger down his neck teasingly. Jason gulped and nodded. “Me too. I want to kiss you,” he said and he leaned up and grabbed Jason’s mouth hard with his own, forcing in his tongue as soon as their lips touched, and kissing him almost hungrily.

Jason moaned and gave in. Oh how he had longed for that kiss, that one simple kiss, and knowing that Lyric was gay was probably the best thing he had discovered since school started. He kissed back joyfully and his arms found their way around him. He almost laughed as Lyric gave out a squeal and giggled, kissing harder as well. They just stood there, sucking face so passionately that if there hadn’t been so much tongue it might have been cute. Jason crooned and rolled his hand up Lyric’s back, forcing it through his hair to hold his head as they kissed. Lyric just giggled again and wrapped an arm around Jason’s neck.

After a few minutes they parted almost reluctantly, their tongues darting out and touching the other’s briefly before they stopped and just stared almost fulfilled. Jason could barely believe what was happening. “Please don’t let this be just another dream,” he said unintentionally.

Lyric giggled and bit the tip of his finger before leaning in and tapping Jason tenderly on the lips. “No dream. But believe me… I’m thinking the exact same thing. So, are you going to stop being so nervous around me now that you have what you want?” he asked playfully.

Jason chuckled. “Only if you give it again,” he said, pulling Lyric’s head closer again. Lyric giggled and they made out for another minute before they stopped.

“Do you want to get out of here early? We can go to my place, my parent’s aren’t home,” said Lyric. Jason stared at him and found only sincerity in his eyes, but still he questioned.

“You aren’t messing with me, are you? I don’t like having people take advantage of my sexuality and then using it to black mail me,” he said, caressing Lyric’s shoulder gently.

Lyric just smiled and chuckled. “If there’s one thing you should learn about me, it’s that I don’t have the capacity to make fun of people. Besides, I haven’t had a good boyfriend since I left my old school and came here. I need to have a little fun too,” he said, kissing Jason again.

Jason smiled. “All right. Let’s go. I think seeing your house will be an interesting adventure,” he said. Lyric smiled and they kissed briefly before parting. Then Lyric used his amazing acting skills and wrapped an arm around Jason’s shoulder, leaning on him heavily, and limping.

“What are you doing?” asked Jason.

“I twisted my ankle,” said Lyric, a look of almost pure agony crossing his face. “Don’t worry, I didn’t really,” he whispered, the face still there. Jason smirked and they hobbled off until they met up with the panting group.

“Where the hell were you two?” asked the coach.

“Lyric twisted his ankle really bad. He couldn’t stand up so I stopped and helped him and stuff,” said Jason.

“Well, suck i—”

“Coach, my ankle hurts really bad. I can’t put any weight on it, it kills me,” whined Lyric, everything perfectly hidden and that mystery back in his eyes.

“Are you sure you can’t run anymore?” he asked. Lyric shook his head. The coach sighed. “All right get out of here. Jason, I want you to run—”

“Actually coach I was wondering if you’d let Jason help me home. I’ll need help carrying my stuff and all,” said Lyric, hissing a bit as he moved.

The coach stared. “Fine, help him home, but you’re running extra laps tomorrow and Lyric, you’re running double when you get better,” he said. “All right. The rest of you start on relay!” he said and he blew his whistle. Jason and Lyric hobbled back into the school and into the locker room where Lyric took back his own weight and walked over to get changed. Jason looked away and got his own stuff out.

Lyric looked over at him and smiled. “I guess I know why you got all red the other day, when you rounded the corner and my shirt was off,” he said.

Jason chuckled. “You’re pretty hot. What did you expect?” he asked. Lyric chuckled and stripped, pulling off all his cloths. Jason felt his cheeks flush slightly and he looked away. Lyric noticed and instead of walking to the shower he walked over to Jason, wrapping his arms around his bare chest. Jason tensed up a bit and stopped moving.

“Aren’t you going to take a shower before you leave? You’re pretty dirty,” he said, whispering the last sentence.

Jason chuckled and blushed. “Maybe we should wait and take a shower at your house. Just in case,” he said slyly.

Lyric gasped and giggled, his cheeks flushing a bright shade of pink. “Mmm, naughty little boy. C’mon, I should wash you off,” he said and he pushed down Jason’s shorts, forcing him towards the shower. Jason got extremely nervous and covered himself with his hands. Lyric just walked on.

He pushed him into the shower and turned on one of the heads, pushing Jason beneath the spray then against the wall where he leaned on him and kissed him passionately.

“I have a question. Have you had sex yet?” asked Lyric, grabbing some soap and running it over Jason’s chest.

Jason smiled and chuckled a bit, his hands going to Lyric’s hips. “Lots. I haven’t had any for about six months though,” he whispered.

Lyric chuckled. “I’ll fix your thermometer for you then,” he whispered, leaning up and nipping tenderly at Jason’s neck. He chuckled and stole the soap, running it over Lyric’s back. They heard the door open in the back of the gym and parted quickly, Lyric turning on the shower next to Jason and sitting down. “Soap!” he hissed. Jason tossed him the soap and finished rinsing off.

Brian walked around the bend carrying something and seemed shocked when he saw Jason bathing. “Dude, what are you doing?” he asked, staring at him as though he were some kind of mutant.

Jason looked over and sighed with relief when he saw it was Brian. “Are you the only one in here?” he asked.

“Besides, Lyric down there on the floor, yea,” he said.

“Good,” he said, he reached out and held out his hand to Lyric. “Brian’s my best friend. He’s not going to say anything,” he said. Lyric looked at him for a minute then over at Brian and took Jason’s hand, allowing him to pull him to his feet.

“I thought you twisted your ankle,” said Brian.

“No, he pretended to twist his ankle because we were hiding behind the bleachers making out,” said Jason plainly. Brain’s eyes widened and Lyric tossed the soap at him.

“Bastard! No one can know I’m gay expect the people I’m dating!” he hissed at Jason.

Jason held up his hands. “Brian’s not going to tell anyone. He didn’t even tell anyone I’m bi. It’s all good,” he said.

Lyric glared and looked back at Brain. “Swear no one will ever find out by your mouth!” he demanded.

“I swear. Chill man, I’m not telling anyone. So this means Jason can stop freaking out every time he sees you?” he asked.

Lyric sighed and his demeanor changed immediately back into his happy-go-lucky attitude. “Well, I guess so. Especially if he comes and hangs out for a while,” he said, walking back over to Jason and running his finger down his arm. Jason shivered and stared at him wanting.

“Oh, I’m going over all right,” he said, looking Lyric up and down.

Brian stared. “No way, you two just met,” he said.

“Yup, and we’re both extremely horny. C’mon, Jason, rinse off and we can go play,” he said, slapping Jason on the ass and grabbing his towel. He hurried off and started dressing. Jason got an oddly excited look on his face and rinsed quickly, turning off the water and hurrying to dress as well.

“Jason, before you go and do whatever, I wanted to give you your book,” said Brian, rushing over to his locker and pulling it out.

“Thanks. And thanks for not telling anyone. I owe you,” he said.

“No, you owe me for making me watch you and Lyric flirt. I think I’m scarred for eternity,” he said, shutting his locker again.

“Sorry. He’s totally gay. I’m so lucky,” he whispered excitedly.

“Yippy for you. Gotta go, see you on Monday man,” he said and he hurried off. Lyric appeared around the corner and he looked anxious.

“You ready to ride some?” he asked.

Jason looked over and smiled. “Am I ever,” he said, pulling on his shirt and grabbing his bag. They took off and in about thirty minutes they were walking up the large drive to Lyric’s expensive looking house. Lyric rushed him to the front door and let him in, he didn’t even give him time to put his stuff down before he grabbed him, slammed him against the wall, and started making out with him again. Lyric, took his bag and let it fall to the floor and pushed him towards the stairs. Then there was the sound of feet against the floor and Jason opened his eyes to see a girl standing there.

“Lyric, did you find a boyfriend already?” she asked.

He pulled away. “Yea,” he strained out, grabbing Jason’s mouth again.

“You’re going at him already?” she asked.

“Uhn-huh,” he managed, almost whimpering as he slid his hand up Jason’s leg and slipped it beneath his shorts. Jason gasped and kissed harder, his want increasing.

“Well, you have four hours. Mom and dad are coming home for dinner tonight,” she said.

He whimpered and pushed Jason up the stairs. “Okay,” he managed and he rushed him up the stairs and into his bedroom. “C’mon, we only have three hours to do what we want. My parents don’t know I’m gay,” he said, grabbing Jason’s shirt and pulling it over his head. He ran his hands hungrily up and down his chest and pushed him back, pinning him to the bed and kissing him hard before he sat up and pulled off his own shirt, grinding against Jason over their shorts. Jason moaned beneath the stiff ridding and reached back, pulling open the button to Lyric’s pants and slipping his hand in to receive the first feel of what he wanted. Lyric moaned and reached down, pressing his hand to Jason’s to increase the pressure.

“Gawd, I want you! C’mon, Jason, fuck me,” he pleaded, reaching down and pulling at the button to Jason’s pants. Jason moaned and pulled his hand away, grabbing him and rolling them over so that he was on top. He pulled away Lyric’s shorts and pulled away his own, bending down and licking at him hungrily. Lyric moaned and grabbed Jason’s head. “More!” Jason moaned and took it into his mouth, sucking hard and pumping over it hungrily. Lyric moaned and he just couldn’t take it. He wanted serious, hard, cock-ridding gay sex and he wanted it badly. He pulled Jason’s head away and rolled him over. “I want you now!” he said and he lifted Jason’s legs just enough to slide in and begin his thrusting.

Jason gasped and moaned, closing his eyes and letting the feeling wash over him. He reached up and pressed his fingers into Lyric’s back, earning a moaning croon and a harder ride. He cried out a bit and rolled back into the bed, turning up his hips to make the most of every thrust. “Oh gawd, Lyric!” he cried. He was so hot. He had been trying to get someone, anyone, to have at least a one-nighter with him to release some pent up energy, but all the guys had boyfriends and the girls just weren’t interested. Right now was pure bliss.

Lyric moaned above him and hit harder, leaning over him and straining to keep Jason moaning. “Yes! Oh gawd yes!” he moaned. He was so hard, so hot. He couldn’t get enough. He just wanted to ride, to keep going until he collapsed. He heard Jason moaning beneath him and it excited him so much that he was able to go harder.

Jason screamed as the pain from the pleasure began to burn and he moaned as he reached his ever-nearing climax. Lyric moaned and slammed into him, ramming his body into the bed, the bed pounding furiously against the wall as it shook from their rough momentum. Both were moaning wildly, straining and screaming for what they wanted. Jason felt himself tense and a wave of pleasure broke over him, making him moan loudly and trust upwards automatically as he came and released over Lyric, making him slick so that he slid even easier, increasing his pleasure and coming himself. He moaned and thrust a few more times before he stopped and collapsed on top of Jason, panting heavily, his body shivering delightedly as he began to relax. Jason’s was responding just the same and he smiled as he began to relax, panting and sighing delightedly.

“Mmmhmmmhmm, yes!” moaned Lyric, turning his head and kissing at Jason’s chest before making his way up his neck to his mouth. Jason crooned and kissed back elatedly, reveling in the sweet taste of his mouth and the gentle touch of his lips. He reached up and ran a gentle hand over his face, caressing him softly and running his fingers through his hair.

Lyric pulled away and stared at him, a look that Jason found a little odd on his face. “Are… are you okay, Lyric?” he asked gently.

Lyric smiled a bit and nodded. “Yea,” he said. His demeanor went back to the way it was before they started and he looked playful again. “Now, are you going to roll me over and give me another one, or are we finished?” he asked. Jason smiled and grabbed him, rolling him over and beginning again. They were just as hard, just as loud, and the outcome was just as incredible. They had about an hour and a half when they were finished so Lyric decided to start a bath. He too had his own bathroom, connected to his large bedroom, and it in itself was large. Jason walked in and stared.

“Wow. I guess everything about you is a little larger than normal,” he said, looking over at Lyric and smiling a bit. Lyric blushed and grabbed a few towels, jumping into the shower and starting the water.

“Are you going to join me or do you prefer your own?” he asked.

Jason smiled. “I’ll join you. That shower at school was rather interesting,” he said, walking forward and stepping in. Lyric smiled and they bathed quickly before relaxing in the hot bath Lyric had drawn.

“Mmm, just what we need after that workout. Ooh, that was hard,” said Lyric.

“Yes, yes it was. But damn was it good. Felt like you seriously knew what you were doing,” said Jason, looking over at him.

Lyric blushed again and smiled. “Yea, I’ve been told I’m pretty good at it. So are you going to stay the night? You can have dinner with us too. I have video games and stuff we can do if you get bored,” he said, scooting a little closer, the look in his eyes almost pleading.

Jason smiled. “Sure, it sounds like fun. I’ll call my parents and see what’s going on. I bet I could stay,” he said, staring happily at Lyric. Lyric smiled happily and scooted next to him, wrapping him in his arms and kissing him gently on the lips. He sighed and placed his head on Jason’s shoulder. Jason smiled and reached up, running his fingers through Lyric’s hair gently. This was bliss. He had a companion for the first time since ninth grade, and he could tell it was going to be more than just hard, gay sex. It was already deep, personal, and they had only admitted that they liked each other little less than four hours ago. A lot of Jason’s friends had made a joke that the only reason Jason didn’t have a girlfriend or anything was because he hated the deepness needed for a relationship, when… to be perfectly honest… he wanted that deepness and more.

Jason sighed and startled Lyric by pulling him closer and wrapping his arms around him tightly, kissing his cheek and snuggling into him. “Thank you for not thinking me a fool,” he whispered.

Lyric smiled. “Right back at you,” he said. They snuggled together in the bath for a half hour before there was a knock on the bathroom door and an older boy walked in. Jason tensed up but Lyric didn’t seem bothered by it. He reluctantly looked up and sighed. “Hmm?”

“It’s time. The illusive mother and father shall be appearing briefly to join the rest of the herd in a brief meal of beef and corn with mashed potatoes,” he said. “Oh, is this the new boyfriend sis told me about? He’s cute, maybe I’ll make you share.”

Lyric’s hold of Jason got a little tighter and he glared at his older brother angrily. “No way! Go get your own, you’re old enough to hang out at those gay bars,” he said.

“Bah, they’re usually too gay for me and they’re all way old. How old is yours?” he asked.

“Too young for you, you pervert. Go away,” said Lyric, almost gathering Jason in his arms as though to let him go would get him stolen away.

The man chuckled. “I’m only playing. Hurry up! Is he staying for dinner? I hope so, knowing our parents there’s going to be a ton of leftovers if we don’t have at least one extra mouth to feed,” he said. He walked out of the room and shut the door. Lyric sighed and relaxed.

Jason relaxed a little. “He wasn’t serious, was he?” he asked nervously.

“No, he just likes messing around like that. You’re safe,” he said, kissing his collarbone gently.

Jason relaxed completely. “So he was, like, you’re older brother?”

“Mmhmm,” he crooned, pulling away a bit reluctantly.

“So what, are all the guys in your family gay then?” asked Jason, rubbing Lyric’s shoulders a bit.

“Yea, sorta. I’m the only gay one. Jamie’s bi, and Carolyn is interested, but I think I’m the only one seriously into a sex of sorts,” he said. He sighed and looked up at the clock. “We had better hurry. They like to be on time.” He jumped out of the bath and Jason followed, drying off and walking back into the bedroom where Lyric stripped the bed and tossed the sheets into the still full bath. “It’s easier that way. Do you need to borrow a phone?”

“No, I got my cell,” said Jason, pulling his cell out of his pocket and finding the house number. “Hi ma. Um, can I stay at a friend’s tonight? Yea, it’s not a problem. I don’t know when I’ll be home. Okay. Okay, I love you too; I’ll leave my cell on for you incase you need to call me for something. See you tomorrow,” and he hung up, smiling at Lyric who smiled back happily and pecked him on the cheek.

“Ready for dinner? My sis is really good at cooking. I’m sure you’ll like it,” he said. He seemed nervous and was trying to just keep talking, as though avoiding something.

Jason noticed and sighed, giving him a concerned look as he pulled on his shirt. “Lyric, are you all right?” he asked.

Lyric looked over from his closet. “Yea, why wouldn’t I be? C’mon, let’s go,” he said, pulling out a shirt and pulling it on as they walked out of the room and made their way downstairs. The table was already set for six and the siblings were rushing around the kitchen getting everything finished.

Carolyn looked up as they walked into the room and smiled. “Hey Lyric. So are you going to introduce us to this fine man over here or what? I don’t think I even got to hear him talk. He’s got a nice vibrato though,” she said.

“Nice job, pal. Haven’t heard anyone that loud since Nick. He wasn’t too much for you, was he?” he asked Jason.

Jason chuckled. “Actually he was perfect,” he said, smiling sweetly at Lyric who blushed heavily and smiled timidly. There was the sound of a door opening and two people came rushing in.

“Hello everyone!” said the mother.

“Hi kids,” said the father.

“Is dinner ready?” they asked in unison. The three sighed and placed plates on the table, sitting down and watching as their parents inhaled the food.

“How’s school, Jamie?” asked the father.

“Graduated two years ago,” he breathed.

“Good, and Carolyn?”

“It’s fine,” she said plainly.

“What ever happened to that girlfriend, Jamie?” asked the mother.

“Broke up with her in tenth grade,” he said flatly.

“Oh, Carolyn don’t you have a boyfriend yet?” she asked.

“I brought him over last week,” she said.

“Not yet, huh? You should really get a boyfriend. All right! Dinner was wonderful sorry we have to eat and run but we have work to do. Bye,” she said, kissing Jamie and Carolyn on the cheek.

“See you kids in a few days!” said their dad, kissing Jamie and Carolyn on the head. They waved and grabbed their coats, rushing out of the house. There was the sound of car doors and then silence, everyone sitting motionless at the table. Jason was stunned. He had never met such blunt parents. It was sad. There was a snuff from next to him and he looked over at Lyric in time to see him slam his fork on the table and take off, running up the stairs. They heard the faint slam of a door and then the silence was almost stifling.

Jason stood after a second and headed up the stairs, knocking on Lyric’s door gently. There was no answer. He sighed and opened it a bit, peering inside. What he heard he didn’t like at all. He moved in a bit more and looked towards the bed where Lyric was buried in the pillows, his body heaving as he sobbed heavily and tried to stifle them without success.

Jason walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching out and running a gentle hand over Lyric’s back. He jumped and looked up, snuffing hard to try and stop his sobbing when he saw Jason.

“I’m sorry, I d-didn’t mean…to…c-c…cry,” he managed as he continued to sob.

Jason just smiled and reached out, wiping a few tears away gently before grabbing him and pulling him into his arms, holding him tightly as he continued to cry. He knew why he was crying. It had been obvious. “It’s okay, Lyric,” he said gently, rocking him a bit as Lyric cried into his shoulder.

“P-please don’t think t-that I’m a w-wim-p-p. I c-can’t h-help but c-cry,” he sobbed, holding tight to Jason and trying to stop.

“It’s okay. I don’t think you’re a wimp. I understand,” he crooned. He didn’t think Lyric was a wimp at all if he had the strength to sit there as long as he did.

He snuffed and somehow managed to stop his tears, snuffing gently into Jason’s shoulder, his arms wrapped around him tightly. “I hate them,” he said.

Jason sighed. “I don’t blame you,” he said, caressing him gently.

“They don’t even know I exist anymore. I might as well have never been born,” he said.

“Don’t say that,” crooned Jason gently, continuing to caress and rock the tormented boy.

“I just wish they’d love me again, like they used to. I wish I could have parents again. It hurts so much. They don’t even know I’m there. They talk to Jamie and Carolyn, but what about me! What about me! Why don’t they love me too!” he wailed, his tears returning and his body beginning to heave as he sobbed again. “Please, Jason, don’t forget about me like that. Even if we don’t stay together very long, don’t just pretend that I don’t exist. Don’t forget me like everyone else!” he wailed.

Jason choked. He thought for sure he’d start to cry too; Lyric was in so much pain that he could feel it. He held him tighter and kissed his head gently. “I won’t. I promise that no matter what happens I will be here as a friend if nothing else,” he said gently.

Lyric snuffed and tried to stop crying. “Thank you. Thank you, so much,” he said, holding tight to Jason, his fingers pressed into his back and griping his shirt gently. They sat that way for a few minutes, Jason rocking and caressing him until he was at peace and dozing gently in his arms.

“Lyric? Let me go get you something to eat and drink. You could probably use it,” said Jason gently, pulling him back a bit so that he could look at him. He sighed at the pained look on his face. He looked almost ill, pale, his eyes were swollen and red, and it pained Jason to see him so upset. He caressed his face gently then kissed him lightly on the lips. Why don’t you hop in the shower and cool off a bit, just so you can relax.”

Lyric looked up at him. “You’re gunna come back… right?” he asked, his eyes welling up a bit.

Jason quickly wiped them away and kissed him lovingly on the lips. “I’ll be back before you’re out,” he said and he hurried off, turning back just long enough to make sure Lyric was walking into the bathroom, before he rushed downstairs. He barely stepped into the kitchen before Jamie was holding out a plate of food and Carolyn was pouring something to drink.

“How often does this happen then?” he asked, taking them.

“Every time they come to diner. I don’t think they even remember he exists. Umm, take this up to him now and I’ll come up with a dessert thingy later. It’s all his favorite. Do you want something to eat? I’ll bring you up your own plate since I know you didn’t get to eat much,” he said.

“Yea, that would be great,” said Jason.

“Okay, I’ll heat you up a plate and bring it up in a minute,” he said, walking back into the kitchen. “You better hurry before he starts to freak out. He’s real fragile after a parent episode.” Jason nodded and hurried off. He walked back into the room and heard the shower running, smiling a bit. He’d made it before he got out. He walked over to the bed and put the cup and plate on the bedside table, sitting down on the freshly sheeted bed and waiting. Lyric walked back into the room not even a minute after he sat down and as soon as he saw Jason he smiled hugely and ran at him, wrapping him in his arms and grabbing his mouth in a deep kiss.

“You kept your promise. You’re the first person who’s ever done that for me. Thank you,” he said, pressing his face into Jason’s chest and sighing.

Jason smiled. “Of course. C’mon, I brought up some food and Jamie said he’s going to bring dessert up in a bit,” he said, helping Lyric sit up from the odd position he was in and moving over a bit.

“Well what about you? I know you didn’t eat either, you came up right after me,” he said, reaching out and taking up a bit of mashed potatoes on his finger.

“Jamie said he’s going to bring me up a plate,” said Jason.

“Oh. Here,” he said, holding out his finger. Jason smiled and opened his mouth, closing his lips gently around his finger and licking away the potatoes.

“Mm, those are good,” he said.

“Do you like them?” asked Lyric, playfully, getting progressively happier.

“Mmhmm,” said Jason, smiling a bit when he saw that Lyric was finally getting happier.

Lyric smiled and grabbed the plate. “Good. Have some more,” he said and he licked a little off of the plate, placing it down and feeding it to Jason by mouth. Jason crooned and took it before the kiss went deeper and he grabbed Lyric up, rolling them over and pinning him to the bed as they kissed happily. Jamie walked in about a minute later, smiled when he saw that everything was a little better, and placed a second plate on the table. “Thank you,” said Lyric quickly before continuing to kiss. Jamie just shook his head and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

After about two minutes of just plain kissing they both sat up and ate, then Lyric opened the cabinet to the TV and they cuddled together on the bed in the dark, watching a movie until Jamie brought up the deserts. They ate and watched and snuggled, something they had both been longing for. Lyric had been pleading for loving acceptance and Jason had been craving personal companionship for a lot longer than he could remember. It wasn’t just for the sex, though it was very welcome. It was for the closeness of another person and that reassurance that if there was no one else then they knew that they at least had each other. Even if it was just for a little while anyway.

It was around midnight when Jason moved around a bit as the movie came to a close and Lyric slumped forward limply. Jason caught him and almost laughed. He was sleeping already and he hadn’t even noticed. He laid him back, placing his head on a pillow and tucking him in a bit before he grabbed the remote, turned off the TV and the light, and curled up next to him beneath the cushy blankets. He stared at Lyric a minute, taking in the peaceful expression on his face, before he leaned in and kissed him gently. He scooted closer, wrapped the boy in his arms, and slowly went to sleep, much happier than before he had arrived there.

Lyric woke first the next morning and when he felt the arms wrapped around him he smiled and his head somehow found the perfect spot on Jason’s chest. He sighed happily and held him tighter, his arms wrapped around him tightly as he basked in the warmth of the boy’s body. He was happy for once in a long while. It had been hard trying to deal with his parents alone. Sure he had his brother and sister, but there was only so much they could do to comfort him. Now that he had Jason he just felt so much better. He felt truly wanted.

Jason stirred and opened his eyes, moving and looking down at Lyric who looked up quickly. “Good morning,” he whispered gently.

Lyric smiled a bit. “I didn’t wake you, did I?” he asked in concern.

“Mm-mmm, I always wake up at around six thirty. It’s like a timed thing. When did you get up?” he asked gently, sliding down a bit so that he was level with Lyric.

“Only a little bit ago. Did you sleep okay?” he asked.

“Yea, I slept great. It was nice having someone next to me for once,” he said. Lyric smiled and leaned in, kissing Jason gently on the lips. Jason sighed with delight and brought his arms around him tighter, running one hand up his back and pushing his fingers through his hair. Lyric crooned and rolled them over so that he was lying atop Jason, running a hand down his chest and grabbing the hem of his shirt. He slid his hand along the bare flesh and felt the lean muscle of Jason’s stomach and then his chest. It was time they got a little more serious since they had broken their months without. Now it was time to feel each other, physically and emotionally. It was time to reveal how deep their feelings for each other went.

Lyric kissed gently and grabbed the shirt, moving away long enough to remove it before he kissed him again. “Jason? Show me how much I really mean to you,” he said, kissing him again. He heard Jason sigh and felt his hands travel down his back to the hem of his own shirt. He pulled it up and off and then caressed his bare flesh so gently that it made Lyric want to collapse atop him and just stay that way.

“Let me make love to you,” whispered Jason, kissing at Lyric’s cheek and neck, continuing to run his hands over him tenderly. Lyric gave a small moan that was the only answer Jason received. He rolled them over and began. They were gentle in comparison to yesterday, and this time they got to experience everything on a different level. It was passionate, hot, and left them blissfully strained. They collapsed at around eight, panting and moaning elatedly. Jason pushed himself up a bit and looked down at the boy that rest beneath him. He looked oddly beautiful, a thought that had never crossed Jason’s mind when he was with another man, but this time he couldn’t deny himself the thought.

Lyric panted, his eyes closed gently, his lips parted slightly to take in each sharp intake of air. His face was flushed a gentle pink, sweat dripping from his forehead to leave his hair damp and stringy, small black locks plastered to his brow. Jason couldn’t help but stare. He looked so beautiful, so peaceful, and so…happy. Jason found himself smiling and he bent down, kissing Lyric gently on the lips. He felt hands touch him and then arms wrap around him happily, Lyric kissing back and pulling him closer.

There was a knock on the door and they parted almost reluctantly. “Don’t come in!” said Lyric quickly.

“I wasn’t going to. Hey, if you two are finished, Car made breakfast and I rented a new movie I thought you’d like to check out,” came Jamie’s voice.

“Okay. Thanks,” said Lyric. They listened as Jamie walked away then went back to just kissing and caressing before they got up and took a shower. Lyric almost refused to let Jason go, and Jason didn’t seem to mind at all. After a few minutes they got out and dried off, walking back into the bedroom to dress. Lyric jumped on Jason after he pulled on his shirt and hugged him from behind.

“Mm, I’m so glad I was right yesterday when I thought you had a crush on me. Yea, the sex was great, but I just like having you here. I’ve been so lonely,” he said, his face pressed into Jason’s hair. Jason just smiled and grabbed his arms.

“I’m glad too. I’ve liked you for almost a month now. I’ve needed a good boyfriend anyway,” he said. Lyric giggled and Jason couldn’t help it. He grabbed him and brought him around, grabbing him up and kissing him lovingly on the lips. Lyric just giggled again and wrapped his arms around his neck, pulling Jason closer somehow and putting a little more passion in the kiss. “Let’s go have breakfast,” said Jason, pulling away so that there were only inches between their faces. Lyric smiled and they parted, holding hands down to the kitchen.

“Morning you two lovebirds. Wow, don’t you guys look happy,” said Carolyn.

Lyric smiled. “We’re ecstatic!” he said happily, walking Jason over to the table and sitting him down. Jamie and Carolyn joined them and they ate the delicious meal of pancakes, bacon, and eggs, each having a glass of milk and orange juice to complete it. After breakfast Jason, always wanting to be helpful, washed the dishes and Lyric jumped in quickly with a towel to dry them. Then Jamie ushered them into the living room and pulled the blinds, turning on the movie he’d rented. Lyric pulled Jason onto the couch and shoved him into the corner, grabbing a light blanket and snuggling into him. Jason only smiled and gathered him up. He didn’t know why he felt so wonderful with Lyric, he just did, and he couldn’t help but cradle him.

It turned out that the movie was a horror movie and Jason discovered that Lyric was easily excited. He had to catch him often since he was always jumping and shrieking, along with Carolyn who was also very jumpy, and kept nearly falling off Jason’s lap. There were numerous times he’d also burry his face in Jason’s chest, especially if the scene was rather gory. But surprisingly enough, by the end of the movie, Lyric was again sleeping in Jason’s arms, his head resting on his shoulder as he sat resting on his lap.

Jamie looked over as the movie came to a close and was about to ask a question, but when he saw the two he stopped and smiled. “Is he sleeping?” he asked Jason.

“Yea,” whispered Jason, moving around very carefully.

“Do you want me to move him?” asked Jamie.

Jason shook his head quickly and wrapped Lyric in his arms. “No, it’s okay, he’s fine where he is,” he said, scooting around so that he was comfortable then making sure Lyric was sat firmly on his lap. He kissed his head gently and caressed him a bit, smiling when he groaned and squirmed around, his arms wrapping around Jason’s torso and holding him tightly.

“He really likes you. He’s never been so snuggly with his other boyfriends. With them the only physical contact they ever had was when they were breaking the bed or his guys were snuggling him. What did you do to get him to open up so fast?” asked Jamie quietly so that he didn’t wake him.

Jason shrugged. “I don’t know. He fell asleep on me last night too. Maybe he’s allergic to me or something,” he whispered.

Lyric groaned. “‘M not ‘lergic. I just… luf…ooh,” he got out before he fell asleep again. Neither of them had caught that but Jason didn’t care. He hugged him tighter and kissed his head, snuggling into him a bit more.

“Wow. Lunch is in a half hour if you get hungry Jason, but if you want something now I could get you a snack,” said Carolyn.

Jason shook his head. “I’m good. I’m comfortable just like this,” he said and he let out a sigh as he held Lyric in his arms and drifted into a gentle sleep. He only got a little before his phone started vibrating and he woke, swearing since he didn’t doubt it was where Lyric could feel it. He shifted and tried without success to get the thing without waking Lyric. The boy stirred just the same and moved when he realized what was going on, yawning and stretching a bit and staring at Jason happily.

Jason smiled back and pulled out his phone. “Hello?” he asked. “Oh hi ma. Yea, I’m still at my friends. I can do that. Okay, see you later,” he said and he hung up.

“What’s up?” asked Lyric.

“My mom wants me home for dinner, but I can stay till then,” he said, reaching out and caressing Lyric’s face gently.

Lyric smiled and reached up, pressing his hand to Jason’s before leaning in and kissing him gently. “Yay,” he breathed before grabbing Jason’s mouth and slipping in his tongue. Jason only crooned and kissed back, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him closer.

Jamie walked in and smiled. “Yo, do you think you two could get away from each other long enough to eat?” he asked lightheartedly.

They parted almost reluctantly and Lyric looked towards his brother. “Sure, I think we could manage that,” he said, smiling at Jason and tapping him on the lips gently with his own. Jason chuckled a bit and they parted, getting to their feet and walking into the dinning room to have their meal. Lyric finished quickly and waited patiently for Jason to inhale his own before he leaned towards him and whispered seductively into his ear. Jason’s cheeks flushed bright red as he listened and he almost shrunk down a bit, giggling because of the things Lyric was saying. Jamie and Carolyn were nice about it by only giggling a bit and busying themselves with something.

Lyric licked and kissed his ear gently and pulled back, reaching up and running his finger over his neck tenderly. “What do you say? You only have a few hours, let’s put them to good use before we have to wait until next weekend or sometime during the week when we can get off and sneak away,” he whispered teasingly.

Jason shivered and giggled again, his face turning redder as he sat there. “Okay,” he mumbled and he jumped to his feet. Lyric jumped up and then jumped on him. Jason chuckled and grabbed his legs, forcing him up onto his back and carrying him away. Lyric giggled and laughed and Jamie and Carolyn gave each other a knowing look. They had already figured out what was going on.

Jason tossed Lyric onto the bed then jumped on top of him, pinning him down and grabbing his mouth in a fierce kiss. Lyric giggled and crooned, yearning to reach up and caress Jason and becoming annoyed since Jason was holding his wrists to the bed. Jason chuckled and moved down, kissing at his neck and releasing an arm so that he could unbutton Lyric’s top. He was rough with them, pulling them open and pulling the shirt away, kissing and nipping delightedly at Lyric’s chest. He reveled in the gentle moan he received and could barely contain himself. He was insane for Lyric. He wanted him more and more each time they touched, but it wasn’t lust. It was something else, something deeper that left him crazed if he couldn’t get it. He moaned and released Lyric’s other arm so that he could pull away his own shirt and pull away their pants. Within seconds Lyric was moaning beneath him, his legs squeezing his sides as he pounded into him and moaned with delight.

They screamed and moaned, their bodies writhing with the pleasure until finally, their passion becoming overwhelming and so intense that it couldn’t be ignored, they both moaned and cried out loudly before slipping joyously into their climaxes. Jason was able to give a few more gentle thrusts before he collapsed to the bed exhausted, his arms still wrapped around Lyric tightly. They panted and moaned and held each other close as their bodies shivered in delight and they began to relax.

Lyric panted and tensed a bit, snuffing slightly and pressing his face into Jason’s shoulder. He was going to cry. He didn’t know why, but he was, and it almost made him feel pathetic.

Jason gasped and held Lyric tighter, moving around a bit. “Lyric? Hey, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” he asked gently. Lyric snuffed and sobbed a bit, holding Jason as tight as he could without hurting him. “Lyric?”

“I love you. I’ve loved you for months. I had a crush on you the first day of school when I saw you for the first time and it just grew and grew until it was so overwhelming that it actually turned into more than a crush. It hurt, watching you flirt with all those girls, thinking that I could never have you, never receive that kind of attention from you. I’ve been watching you and hoping that one day maybe you’d see me for once and not look over me as just another person. When I found out that you were bi and when I saw how you looked at me and how you reacted to me, I didn’t know what to do. I was so happy. But now I’m scared… because I’m afraid that you won’t ever show me that same kind of affection,” he cried, tears streaming down his face as he told Jason the truth about it all. He got scared then when he realized what he’d said and he quickly pushed Jason off of him, rolling out of bed. “I’m sorry. I’m such an idiot,” he cried and he ran into the bathroom.

Jason lay on the bed for a minute, trying to take everything in. Lyric had crushed on him all year and now he… he loved him? Lyric had actually said he loved him? He sat up a bit and stared towards the bathroom. He heard the shower start and the click of the door and he slowly got up, walking over and opening the door. He peered inside and saw Lyric curled up on the floor, his body shaking a bit as he continued to cry. He sighed and walked in, making his way over and stepping in as well, sitting down and gathering Lyric in his arms.

“I’m sorry. Don’t run away from me now, please. I’ve never felt this way before, I don’t want to…lose this…Jason,” he said, his voice shaking as he cried.

Jason crooned to him and caressed him gently, kissing his cheek and hugging him tightly. “You won’t. I won’t run away. I won’t let you lose it,” he said gently.

Lyric snuffed and smiled a bit, a few more tears freeing themselves from his eyes. “I’m sorry I’m crying like this. I shouldn’t have said anything,” he said, his voice still quavering as he spoke. Jason only smiled and pulled him down, tilting him back and holding his head so that he was staring up at him. He lowered his head and licked the few tears and water droplets away gently before grabbing his mouth in a sweet kiss. Lyric sighed and relaxed further, wrapping his arms around Jason and holding him happily.

Jason pulled away and tapped him gently on the lips. “Don’t be sorry for showing someone how you feel. You never know what they might return,” he whispered, staring at Lyric gently. Lyric stared back and smiled, grabbing Jason again and pulling him to the floor of the shower.

When it was time for Jason to leave, parting was difficult. He didn’t want to leave, he wanted to stay the night again, but his mother wouldn’t allow it. So he said his passionate goodbyes out of site in Lyric’s room, getting in as much kissing and groping as they could before he had to leave. They didn’t want to stop, but Jamie kept yelling up that Jason’s mom was there to pick him up and the romance was just shot.

Jason sighed and tapped Lyric gently once more. “Well, I guess I’ll see you on Monday,” he sighed disappointedly.

Lyric sighed as well. “Meet me towards the back of the school on Monday. I’ll be waiting, k?” he said.

Jason stared at him accusingly. “Hmm, what are you planning?” he asked, grabbing Lyric’s hips and pulling them together. Lyric blushed and picked at Jason’s shirt, biting at his bottom lip and blushing.

“Nothing too bad. I just thought it would be nice to have a private moment before school started, you know?” he said. Jason smiled and kissed him again.

“Sounds good,” he said, making Lyric blush even more. They heard Jamie call again and they sighed. “All right, I better go before she decides to come up and see what we’re doing that’s taking so long. Ooh, where’s my book,” he said, grabbing his bag and pulling the little book out. “We can say we were looking for this,” he said.

“Ooh goody. That gives us time for one more kiss!” said Lyric excitedly. He grabbed Jason’s face and kissed him hard, both laughing a bit.

“Mm, okay. I’ll see you later,” said Jason and he started to walk out. Lyric followed him, said hello to his mother, explained the book problem, and then watched halfheartedly as Jason left. It was going to be like going through hell for the rest of the day and tomorrow.

Monday came around and Jason couldn’t wait to get to school. He was anxious but left at the normal time and almost ran to school. Brian saw him and interrupted his path to the back, not that it mattered. Lyric was sitting with the popular kids again and didn’t seem to notice he had arrived.

“Yo, Jason. Where were you on Saturday, man? We were supposed to go to that thing,” said Brian.

Jason gasped. “Oh shit, I’m sorry. I... I uh… I was uh—”

“Okay, I get the picture, just please stop trying to make up an excuse. The mental pictures are disturbing,” said Brian.

“Fine,” said Jason. He looked past him to the popular group and as he did Lyric looked up as well. Jason smiled slightly, but Lyric’s face was emotionless as usual. It almost hurt to not be recognized but then Lyric stood from his space, said a few words, and started walking casually towards the back of the school. Jason smiled. “I have something I have to go do. I’ll see you in class,” he said to Brian before turning and heading towards the back. He turned the corner and there, standing before him, was his hot and sexy Lyric. He smiled and this time Lyric smiled back, his cold demeanor falling completely. Jason chuckled a bit and walked up to him, wrapping him in his arms and grabbing his mouth in a sweet kiss.

Lyric crooned and flung his arms around his neck, pulling him as close as he could and kissing back furiously. It felt so good to be in Jason’s warm arms again. “Mmm… I missed you,” he whispered, tapping Jason gently and running his fingers through his hair.

Jason smiled. “I missed you too. I’d, uh… run my fingers through your hair too except I don’t want to ruin it,” he said, running a gentle finger over the slightly gelled strands.

Lyric chuckled. “You aren’t going to ruin it, it wears off after a few hours anyway,” he said.

Jason smiled. “No, I want you to look pretty for everyone. If I do anything than people will get suspicious, don’t you think?” he said, nuzzling Lyric playfully. Lyric giggled and batted at him playfully.

“Hehe, okay, fine. We can save it for after school. No track on Mondays,” he said happily.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” asked Jason expectantly.

“It means that I’m betting you forgot to tell your parents so you can come over to my place for an hour and a half and we can work on a different kind of cardio,” he said, his cheeks pink and his eyes glowing with joy.

Jason chuckled and kissed him again. “Sounds good to me. I get to be on the bottom this time though,” he said.

Lyric giggled and leaned up, kissing teasingly at Jason’s neck. “Why not in front? How’s that sound?” he whispered enticingly.

Jason’s face flushed and he choked, laughing a bit. “That sounds excellent,” he said, laughing a bit more. Lyric smiled and kissed him again before grabbing him and pinning him against the wall, grabbing his mouth hard. Jason gasped and crooned, holding him tightly and kissing back just as hard.

Then the bell rang.

They stopped in the middle of their kissing and sighed almost angrily. Damn it. They pulled back and stared at each other, kissed once more gently, and hurried into the building through the back door. They thought that parting was hard, but seeing each other in class and not being able to do anything was even worse. But they made up for it at Lyric’s after school.

Their affair went on perfectly for about three weeks. It went so well that Jason was coming real close to just blurting out after their sex that he loved Lyric too, but he never did, deciding that he wasn’t ready to tell that to another guy. Lyric didn’t really mind he didn’t say it. He could tell anyway.

But neither of them was expecting what happened the day marking their one-month anniversary.

They were in Lyric’s room again Saturday afternoon, getting in a quickie before they had the ‘romantic dinner’ that Carolyn and Jamie had set up for them, and both were loving it tremendously. Jason was on the bottom again and Lyric was pounding into him, bent forward and kissing manically at his neck and chest as he thrust ever harder and listened to Jason’s moans and screams of delight. The door opened without their knowledge and they heard a loud shriek.

Lyric stopped what he was doing and looked quickly towards the door, Jason looking over as well. When Lyric saw whom it was he moved so fast that Jason didn’t even know what happened as he was suddenly under the covers and Lyric was shielding him.

“No! I won’t let you!” he cried even though Jason was sure he hadn’t heard his mother say anything.

“Get away from him!” she shouted.

“NO!” cried Lyric.

“I thought we had you fixed at Nick, but I guess I was wrong. What, does he go to school with you? How long have you been together?” she asked angrily.

“Why do you care! You don’t care about me any other time. I’m gay mom, get used to it. It doesn’t matter how many times you lock me away and beat me and do what you do, I will always love other men, it’s not going to change!” he cried.

“You’re fifteen, you don’t know who you love,” she said.

“I’m sixteen and next month I’ll be seventeen. You can’t change me, you can’t change what I like. To me having sex with a woman sounds like the most disgusting thing on earth. If you can’t deal with that then I’m sorry!” he cried. Jason in the meanwhile had grabbed his jeans and slipped them on underneath the covers.

“I don’t care, I will not tolerate my son with another man. It’s disgusting. Get out of my house, faggot!” she shouted, walking around the bed and grabbing Jason harshly. He gasped as he was flung from the bed and stared up at the woman like she was insane as she grabbed his hair and wrenched him off of the floor. He cried out slightly and Lyric was upon them, fighting with his mother and screaming at her to let him go. He must have done something because she released him and Jason was, where he thought, in the safest place he could be. Lyric had wrapped him tightly in his arms and was holding him as though he’d never let go.

“Lyric, get away from him! Charles, get in here!” she screamed.

Lyric shuddered and squeezed tighter, starting to cry now because he knew he’d lost. “I love you, Jason, I love you, I love you, I love you. Don’t forget that, please never forget that,” he pleaded, his voice heavy with sobs.

“I won’t,” mumbled Jason, wishing there was some way he could stop Lyric’s painful tears. A man came striding into the room and when Lyric heard he quickly grabbed Jason’s shirt, pulling it onto him and buttoning as many as he could before he was grabbed and flung away from him, Jason being grabbed up next and dragged out of the room.

“No! Leave him alone, let him go! Daddy, let him go!” shrieked Lyric, chasing after him and hitting at his back. Jason was trying not to scream since his arm hurt where Lyric’s father had grabbed it.

“Shut up! I won’t have any more faggots in this house! Get out!” he shouted, opening the door and tossing Jason out. Jason screamed and hit the pavement, rolling down the front steps and stopping on the drive.

“Jason!” screamed Lyric. He looked up to see the boy struggling with his father, trying desperately to get to him and then he saw his bag flying at him as well. He held up his arms and deflected it, then did the same for his shoes, and watched painstakingly as Lyric continued to try and get to him. “Jason, I’m sorry!” he screamed, tears streaming down his face. He watched as the boy reached up and pulled something off from around his neck, tossing it to him as hard as he could. His father tried to catch it, but it landed safely in Jason’s hands. “Run!” he heard. He shoved his shoes on and did just that. He ran, he ran about halfway down the block before someone stepped out in front of him and told him to stop.

“Wait, calm down. Come in here and wait for a few minutes,” said some middle-aged woman, taking a gentle hold of his arm and pulling him into her own iron gated lot. She led him over to a small seating area and sat him down. “He won’t come in here. He was an Olympic runner, he’da caught you at the corner.”

Jason sat still on the chair, trying to figure out what had just happened. He opened his tightly clenched fingers and stared at the little charm that Lyric had tossed to him. He always wore that necklace. Jason remembered playing with it a few nights back. Slowly he started to cry, the thought that he would never see Lyric again becoming painfully obvious. “Lyric,” he mumbled as he began to sob.

There was a gentle touch to his shoulder. “Now, now. I’m sure you’ll see him again. Those people are never home and Jamie loves his little brother. He’ll figure something out for you,” she said kindly.

Jason just sobbed. “I n-never got to t-tell him that I-I l-loved him,” he sobbed. A tissue appeared and he took it.

“Well now, that’s much more than his last boyfriend ever said. He wasn’t anywhere near as attached as you are,” she said gently. “Why don’t I give you a ride home, dear.” Jason took her offer, sure that he would have never made it if he would have walked. He was miserable, the notion that he’d never again get to see Lyric smile at him or feel him in his arms becoming too much to bear. He sat silently in her car as she drove him home and then locked himself into his bedroom. Now what?