Date: Mon, 28 Nov 2005 12:51:33 +0800 From: mispronounced Subject: In Love With Jerome part1 In Love With Jerome Copyright 2005 By Nat C. This ADULT fantasy contains homosexual acts and erotic situation. Should you find such material offense or if you are not of legal age in your locality to be reading this material, please leave. The author holds the exclusive copyright to this story, and All Rights are reserved. It is assigned to the Nifty Archives for posting under the provisions of their submission guidelines. It may not be reproduced, copied or archived on any other web site or by any individual without the specific written consent of the author. safe sex is a must. always. wherever, whenever, whoever. Let me introduce myself first. I am an Asian teenager, still a virgin, about 175cm in height, 50kg in weight and have a dick about 5-1/2 inches. I'm smooth save for a light dusting of hair on my legs and a pubic patch. I have a fetish for men with toned bodies, especially Caucasian men and this story is about my secret crush on my classmate of 3 years, Jerome. He's Asian too, like me and is the typical rebel-without-a-cause teen. He's a sportsperson and a heterosexual. So far. He has abs, which are subtly defined. That's real sexy. He's loud and rowdy, but actually a very nice person inside. This story is about whatI fantasise would happen if we started dating each other. IF EVER. Enjoy! ;p It's Mrs ...'s Maths Lesson on a Thursday. I love her lessons because she isn't very strict with us, not always anyway. So we are allowed to change seats as we like. So, I always do so, moving to seat beside my good friend Daryl, who's gay too by the way. So anyway, I'd be behind Jerome and he'd turn around to crap with us all the time. Daryl doesn't really like Jerome because he's very lazy when it comes to his studies. So both of us always are always using seriously sarcastic and acidic comments on him. He calls us the 'Acids. Lol. So I don't seriously mean all the negative stuff Isay to him, but I do truly mean him well. He is always joking around and on several occasions, he has lifted his shirt up before and I always try to sneak a peek at him and masturbate to images of him fucking me. So our conversation turned from boring Maths to exercise. I don't really do exercise but I try to swim whenever I can. So he was boasting about his abs, and even though I find them hot on him, I said,''Please don't disgust me. Just look at your face.'' and Daryl agreed, But Jerome is really cute to me. His father was a model once. What can you expect? So he acted all insulted and lifted up his shirt, pointed to those developing abs and said,''I bet you don't have these.'' It was really self-contradicting to say this, but I retorted,''I think studies are more important now. Please cover yourself up while I go find a toilet bowl to puke.'' when I really wanted to say,''You wanna go fuck now in the toilet?''. So he got pissed and just turned away. Why don't I just tell it straight out to his face that I' m gay? Or at least, bisexual? Because it would be unacceptable n my family and I truly fear his rejection. I just grinned and beared it. Two days later found me shopping for a new bag in the central area of my country, where I also got a chance to eye up some hot guys. Who did I meet but Jerome? All alone like me, just window shopping. He came up to me and said hello. I was thrilled! I asked him to join me and he agreed. Now, I have to tell you that I have talked real nice with him before, being all advice-y and asking him to buck up. So I asked him why he was alone. He replied that he had broken wit his girlfriend of two years, because he was confused about...something. ''What?'' I asked. ''You won't understand.'' ''Wanna try?''I said. He swore me to secrecy and told me that he wasn't sure what he was, hetero, bi or gay. So I said,''We'll reach this at some point of our lives. Why fret? Just go with your heart!'' I guess that put things into perspective for him, because he cheered up a bit and started being his usual self again. We decided to catch a movie about some american rugby players together. It was all testosterone loaded and I was looking forward to it. We entered the theater together and settled down at the last row to the movie, comfortable in each other's company. There were very few people watching, about 8 or so in the large theater. After an hour into the show, we arrived at a scene where the rugby players were in the showers, some in jock straps, some naked in the shower. Of course it was all blurred by the steam but it still turned me on a little, what with all the bare chests, all hard and sweaty, some with just the right amount of hair. I got hard soon and my pants were tented by the erection in my crotch. I didn't notice Jerome eyeing it, but he leaned over and whispered,''I knew you are gay.'' I was like,''No. Who said so?'' ''You are hard.'' He whispered back cheekily. I was embarrassed and glared at him. Then he did something I did't expect. He answered,''I gotta admit I am too. I figured that out just now, after what you said to me. Thank you.'' and I was caught by surprise, which provided the opportunity for him to carry out his next surprise: he leaned over and kissed me. I was stunned and he laughed cheekily,''I figured that I inda have tge same feelings for you, like when I was dating Sarah (his ex).'' ''Really?''I asked, unsure and suspicious of him. Then I found that seating at the back had so much more advantages besides the comfortable distance from the screen: the privacy it provided! Jerome lifted up the arm rest between us and pushed me down onto the chair. There was no one in the last row or 3 rows in front so we were very much left alone. Jerome knew that I was hesitant and he reassured me by squeezing his own hard crotch. I smiled and said,''Well, if you say so.'' and he placed himself on top of me and we started makng out right there. I was a little inexperienced but Jerome was a good kisser and his kissing encouraged me to snog him back better. We touche each other all over. He groped me, squeezed me, all the while my cock leaked precum. I wasn't just on the receiving end. I slipped my hand under his shirt, trailed my hand softly on his abs, fondled his nipples and squeezed his arse. I guess this showed that we are moving on to bigger things..... THE END So how was it? Good? Or bad? This is supposed to be like, a love story with bits of hot sex in it.Let me know, and do give your comments! E-mail me at mispronounced@gmail.com. Please include thetitle of the story, your name, age and even better, a photo. If you think you are the type of hunk I want, let me know! Oh, and we might be able to meet too if you come to my country! I'll let you know where I am when you email, ok? xoxo Nat