James Part 8: Martin's Return

Martin’s return pissed me off slightly, as it did the previous time. He disturbed the routine in the house, and now that routine was blown away. The thoughts of this clouded my mind all day, and it was while I was deep in thought Jason sneaked up on me. I jumped as he tapped my shoulder – which made him laugh. I think the fear made Jason more fired up. As always in the moments of heated passions, his eyes were almost glinting. He pushed me towards a large rubble skip, behind which he made me suck his cock. Today was slightly different. Anytime Jason had done anything with me, it was anal. A rough arse fucking – today I was sucking his cock. Jason was much more gentle and relaxed as I ran my tongue over his shaft. There was no verbal abuse, no force. Unsure what to make of his actions, I decided to make the most of the moment. After all, despite his many imperfections, Jason had a sexy body. I gave the best head I knew how to and was soon rewarded with a large shot of cum down my throat. It didn’t stop there. Jason pulled me up and unzipped me. I didn’t know where this was leading, as his other hand unbuckled my belt and let my trousers fall. Within another minute he was sucking my cock. It was blissful – Jason knew exactly what he was doing when sucking cock. I repaid his favour by cumming in his mouth, which he dutifully swallowed. He came back up and kissed me, so I could taste myself.

Jason slipped something to into my pocket, pulled back up his tracksuit bottoms and walked off, leaving me there feeling rather stunned. I put my hand in my pocket and pulled out a crumpled note. It read:

James. Sorry about the other times. I’d like to talk to you more away from here. I want to

meet you sometime. You have to phone or text me soon.

He proceeded to give his phone number. I smiled and tidied up, and got back to work. By no accident, I got less attention from the likes of Frank, and some of the abuse began to taper off. I plucked up the courage to phone him.

Jason was still, well Jason. He was wild, but when we were together he seemed to calm down. We went out to the pub later that week, and we ended up back at Jason’s place. It was so unlike how he had fucked me before. This time everything was slow and passionate, but he still was most definitely the one in control. I spent the night with Jason, and went to work the next day. We agreed to keep home and work separate – after all, Jason had a reputation to uphold with the lads and I had nothing to lose. Jason made it clear he wanted to see more of me, and I was happy with that idea. Soon, after a few more times out with Jason, I decided it was time to tell Ian and Martin that I was in a relationship.

Ian was pretty relaxed about and hugged me, while Martin’s reaction was more muted. From that moment on he began to blank me, barely acknowledging my presence. The fact I had made my intention to sleep with no one except Jason clear was what had pissed him off so much. Things came to a head by the end of the week, and over dinner, Martin and I had a furious row. It was over little or nothing – but it ended up with Martin punching me, and my walking out. I tried to ring Liam but his mobile was off, so instead I rang Jason. Jason was furious, and after leaving me in his flat, went to Ian’s house and confronted Martin. Jason’s temper flared, and it ended up violently. It was 3 a.m. that morning when Jason got home, after having spent several hours in the police station. He told me what had happened, and then slipped into bed beside me, where we both fell asleep in moments. The bruises he now had spoke volumes to me.

I pretty much spent all my time at Jason’s place after that, returning only to collect clothes and occasionally see Ian when Martin was out. Things began to settle down, and Jason and I began to develop a relationship. About two weeks later, Jason decided to have a house party. He invited all his friends around, and wanted me to do the same. Apart from him, Liam was the only other friend I had – so naturally he was invited. We had to play it straight that night, which was no problem for me. All in all it was an average party, and Liam and I kept ourselves pretty much to ourselves. We drank cans and smoked and generally caught up with each other – over the last few weeks we had not seen that much other each other. However, my eyes were roving around the room, and soon settled on a girl called Alicia. Alicia was beautiful – small, slim with straight jet-black hair and emerald green eyes. We flirted slightly throughout the night, invariably across the room, and eventually she came over to me. Alicia sat on my lap, and Liam took that as a signal to go mingle. Alicia and I chatted for a while, but try as I might, I could not control myself, and soon my erection was pressing into her arse. She noticed and smiled, and sat astride me grinding down onto my crotch as we kissed deeply. Before long we were head for the bedroom. She slipped out of her dress to reveal only a bra, and a smooth shaved pussy. I was naked in moments, and kissing her seconds after that. I unhooked her bra and let it fall away, and soon both of us were standing naked rubbing our bodies against each other as we kissed. My cock was standing straight up, and I pulled her towards the bed. I fell back and Alicia began to stroke my cock. She would linger as he delicate fingers ran over my piercing. My body was in ecstasy. Soon Alicia straddled over me and slid herself down onto my cock, where we proceeded to make love. Alicia was mind blowing – she knew exactly how much pressure to apply and how fast to take it. I played with her nipples as she slid up and down. The pleasure got so much I closed my eyes and threw back my head. I pushed deeply in and heard Alicia gasp. I opened my eyes and almost jumped. Jason was behind Alicia, and appeared to getting ready to enter her anally. She bent over to kiss me and smiled before she did. I felt a push and Alicia groaned as Jason entered her. Both of us fucked her slow and hard. Jason reached around and played with Alicia’s clit, making her wriggle with pleasure. I soon shot my load deep inside her. Jason pulled her off my body, and turned her around. She lay on the bed next to me as Jason climbed on top of her began to fuck her hard. I figured it out – Jason had set this up. I wasn’t likely to complain – this was just mind-blowing. Jason soon began to build up to an orgasm and soon ejaculated deep in her. He wasn’t finished though – Jason went down and ate Alicia’s cunt out, licking both our loads out at the same time. This soon brought her off, and she got up, got dressed and left – but only after giving us a knowing wink.

Jason lay beside me and we just chilled for a few minutes. He explained that Alicia was an “old friend” of his and she was well up for what we had just done. It was a “surprise” for me. I kissed him and we rejoined the party. Life was uneventful for the next while – indeed little or nothing of note happened. It was about three weeks after the party when I got a call from Ian. He needed to see me urgently, and as such after work I rushed around to the house. I rang the bell twice, and soon the door opened and I was faced with Martin. I stepped in apprehensively and as soon as the door shut he punched me. The punch was so hard I fell back into unconsciousness.