The hardest thing about loving Jace was learning to let him defend himself, John thought as Luke stood there by the lockers, harassing his friend. Every impulse in John screamed to bash his teammates head into a locker and tell him to stay the hell away from Jace. But he knew Jace would have none if it. Jace was nothing if not fiercely independent. So as he stood there listening to Luke deride the blind boy he simple clenched his fists and willed himself not to intervene.
"Thank you," Jace whispered when John took his customary seat next to him in Spanish class.
"For what," John barked, still unnerved by the events that had transpired by the lockers.
"For letting me handle Luke," Jace smiled. "I could feel you seething and was hoping you'd keep your cool."
"What are you two lovebirds whispering about," Luke taunted as he barged his way between the two.
John gritted his teeth and ignored his former friend and teammate. Although he knew the remark was not based on any knowledge of him and Jace's relationship, he realized that losing his cool over it would only cause suspicion. Besides, outside of wrestling, he only had two classes with Jace, Spanish and gym. He refused to let Luke ruin their time together.
"Let's ditch last period and go somewhere," John suggested.
Jace smiled and nodded. He looked forward to their impromptu make out sessions, even though they hadn't gone any further than kissing and touching. Jace and John had talked one afternoon about sex and going all the way, and although thanks to the Internet they both had a working knowledge of what to do, neither had any real experience in a physical relationship.
"We'll take it slow," John had promised.
Jace suspected that he was more ready for the next step than John, but he let John call the shots. He figured it was hard enough dating a blind teen and being a gay wrestler. He didn't want to add further pressure to an already fragile relationship.
John was waiting by the auditorium, their usual meeting spot at the end of sixth period. He smiled when he saw his friend approaching. He often wondered if Jace knew how beautiful he was. Strong powerful arms, beautiful light brown hair, amazing lips that John couldn't wait to one day feel wrapped around his cock. But it was those huge sightless eyes that did the captain of the wrestling team in every time.
"Hey beautiful, what took you so long?"
Jace shot John one of his winning smiles. "I had to lose Fly."
The jock took his friend by the arm as they snuck out of school.
"What would the principal say if he knew you were corrupting an innocent blind man?"
John snorted. "There is nothing innocent about you. That little show you did for me in the shower that day proves it. If only I had my camcorder on me that day."
Both boys laughed as they entered John's car and sped down the quiet road towards an old deserted barn, which had become their hang out. Jace sat in the car while John carried a blanket, radio and other odds and ends up to their love nest in the loft of the barn. Finally when the athlete was satisfied that the area was ready for them, he returned for Jace.
He guided Jace to the ladder that led to the loft and climbed behind him. The two settled on the blankets and sat propped up against the wall. John drew the younger boy into his arms. He let out a long sigh as Jace nestled against his chest.
"Feels good," John whispered placing a kiss on his friend's head.
Jace wrapped his arms around the older boy's waist and placed light kisses against the fabric of his shirt. John sighed again and slid back further until both of them were lying on the blanket. Jace rolled between his friend's legs and kissed John's torso through the cotton tee.
"Jace," John moaned, spreading his legs apart to give his lover more room.
The sucking sounds coming from his partner's full lips were driving him crazy. He untucked his shirt from the waist of his jeans and maneuvered it over his head allowing the boy access to his bare chest. Jace scooted up the slightly taller boy's torso, inadvertently causing friction between their burgeoning cocks, and captured his mouth in a sizzling kiss. Both boys moaned as they ground their hips together, increasing the friction between their cocks.
John's hands danced up and down Jace's back until they settled on his ass. He cupped and needed the round cheeks between his fingers, thrusting his hips up to keep contact with the hardened flesh he felt pressing behind the denim.
"More," Jace moaned into his mouth.
John slid his hands down the waistband of the blind boy's jeans and continued to squeeze the two firm globes through his briefs. The kiss was broken momentarily as Jace kissed his way down John's chin and settled into the hollow of his neck. John felt his nipples go erect and dampness begin to spread over his cock. He needed more too.
"Jace," he half pleaded, pulling his hands reluctantly off of the warm round cheeks of his friend and propping himself up slightly on his elbows.
Jace stilled and looked in the direction of his friend's face.
"Tell me," he whispered.
"I want more. I want to feel you."
Jace nodded and peeled off his shirt. John followed suit and pulled his lover back down on top of him. The older boy could swear he felt every pore on his friend's body against his own. His flesh was warm despite the cold day. The only evidence of the weather was how quickly their nipples pebbled in the chilled air. John ran his hand up the nape of Jace's neck and pulled him down for a long lingering kiss. His mouth was warm and his tongue felt slick and silky sliding in and out of his mouth. Jace's breathing became more labored and John could feel the boy's heart pounding against his own.
"Cójame," Jace moaned.
John wasn't sure what he said, but it sounded so hot he didn't care.
"What?" He asked his voice breathy.
"Fuck me," Jace murmured, dropping soft wet kisses along the older boys jaw.
John swallowed hard. He stared at the boy on top of him wondering if he was serious.
"Jace are you..."
"Cójame," Jace insisted.
John flipped the boy over and pressed down between his legs. Both men were hard and John could feel the dampness spread over his own crotch. He ground his hips forward against the other boy's. Both moaned in unison at the contact. John couldn't help himself. He pressed forward and down, keeping the pressure between their members.
"John hurry," Jace pleaded.
The jock stared at the sightless teen. His face was twisted in a grimace. John knew he was close to orgasm, so he backed off to allow the teen to rein himself in. He wanted to undo his pants, but was afraid the slightest touch would send Jace over the edge. Jace thrust up trying to make contact with his lover, but John continued to move away until the boy stilled.
"You okay?" John asked, placing a hand gently along the side of his face.
Jace turned his head and pressed his lips to the palm. "Mmm hmm. Now are you going to fuck me or what?"
John let out a loud burst of laughter. "Yes, yes I am. But I want us to ...to come together."
Jace smiled and traced his fingers over John's face. "Me too."
John leaned down to kiss the pink kiss swollen lips of his friend. He slid one hand between them and slowly undid Jace's belt buckle and his zipper. Jace chanted John's name over and over again. John thought he would come right there.
"Jace," he breathed as he struggled to pull his lover's pants and underwear over his taut bottom.
He let his thumb run slowly over the round milky cheeks. Jace helped by raising up enough for John to get the garments all the way down.
"Shoes," John moaned, trying to indicate that Jace should remove his.
"Zapatos," Jace grinned.
"Take off your shoes you nut," John growled.
"Oh."
Jace kicked them off and the garments that were pooled around his ankles. John used the opportunity to disrobe from the waist down himself. He fished through his backpack and retrieved a condom and some lube.
"Have you ever done this before?" John asked as he tore open the packet and rolled the condom over his seven plus inches.
"No. I had a friend back in New York who told me a lot of stuff, but nothing ever happened."
John was glad Jace couldn't see the smile of satisfaction on his face knowing Jace was untouched.
"How about you?" Jace's voice cracked just the slightest.
It was the first time John had detected a hint of nervousness in the other boys tone.
"Just the internet and self exploration," the blonde said. He crawled back over his lover with the lube in hand. "We'll go slow," he vowed, placing soft kisses on his lover's lips.
John squirted the thick gel into his hand and spread it over his fingers. "I'd let you do me first, but since your already on your back...," John teased.
"You're just afraid I'll end up sticking it in your eye or something," Jace laughed.
Both boys new the joking came from tension. It was the first time for both of them and neither knew what to expect.
"Jace?"
"Yeah?"
"If you're not ready for this just say the word and I'll stop."
The corners of Jace's mouth turned up just a little. "John Lambrix," he scolded, "are you chickening out on me?"
"That does it Newfield. Nobody calls me a chicken," John replied trying to muster as much indignation as he could laying between the legs of his sexy nude friend.
Jace was about to come back with a wisecrack when he felt John's fingers trace the line of his buttocks. A whimper escaped his lips and he involuntarily spread his legs further, opening himself up to the teen on top of him. John followed the lead and ran his fingers up and down the crevice of Jace's ass. He took in a sharp breath at the sounds his fingers were eliciting from the blind teen. Jace's mouth was half opened and his head jerked from side to side with each new touch.
"You're so beautiful," John moaned, leaning down for another kiss while letting his fingers explore further between to firm mounds.
Jace drew circles with his hand over the wrestler's nipples and across his abdomen. John leaned into the touches all the while allowing his hand to roam further until he breached Jace's tight opening. Jace winced at the sensation of being suddenly breached. He reflexively clamped down on the fingers that sought to intrude him.
"Sssh Jace, relax," John soothed. He stilled his hand allowing his friend to grow accustomed to the feel of his finger inside of him. "I need to prepare you before ...," John fumbled for the right words.
"Before you fuck me?" Jace smiled.
"Mmm hmm."
"Hang in there, I hear it gets better after...," John let the words die on his lips. Somehow discussing the whole thing made him uncomfortable.
Jace smiled. He sensed his friend's inhibitions and decided to go easy on the teasing. Besides, Jace didn't want to let on that most of his quick wit was a way to defend himself. He knew with John it was no longer necessary. John would never hurt him.
"Maybe I should turn over. I heard it's easier that way."
John nodded forgetting the teen couldn't see him and crawled back away from him. He watched in fascination as Jace flipped himself over on his stomach and then raised himself up on his hands and knees. His opening winked into view and John let out a low moan.
"Te gusta lo que ves?" Jace panted.
"Definitely," John responded, taking an appreciative look at his friend.
John moved slowly behind his friend, wrapping one arm around Jace's waist, he sought out his friend's cock and methodically jacked it in his fist. His fingers skated over the moist sensitive tip causing Jace to buck against John's stiff member. John ran his hand up and down the taut flesh while lining up his cock with it's intended target. He nudged forward just a little not quite breaching the opening. Jace pushed back ready for more. John felt the friction of the blind teens cock in his hand as he pushed back and for against him.
Not needing anymore of an invitation he slowly pushed in until he breached the tight ring. Jace whimpered in pain and held his breath. John leaned over the smaller boy's sweat slicked back and whispered in his ear.
"Just breathe honey. It'll be alright."
Jace shook his head and willed himself to relax. He had no idea it could hurt this bad. He was grateful John cared enough about him not to push further until he was ready. John closed his eyes. The vice grip around his cock was maddening. He waited until he felt Jace relax around him and pushed forward just a little.
Jace let out a gasp and John stopped again.
"Keep going," Jace grunted. "It's worse when you stop."
"Sweetie, maybe we should..."
"Please, don't stop," Jace spoke between clenched teeth. He tried desperately to breathe through the pain.
John pushed forward, feeling himself breach his lover even more. He tried to ignore the groans and panting coming from his friend. He pulled slowly out and then pushed forward again.
"Better?" John asked, concerned about the level of pain his lover was in.
"A little," Jace answered between breaths.
His head was down between his shoulders. His breaths were coming in short sharp gasps. John pulled almost out and pushed in again. He kept a slow steady rhythm hoping Jace would acclimate to being filled by him. He felt the muscles of the sightless teen's back ripple with each thrust. Just when he was about to give up and pull out Jace moaned something.
"What did you say?" John asked, his voice full of concern.
"A little better now. Don't stop."
John wasn't sure he could have if he wanted to. The sensation of being engulf in the warm tight opening of his lover was not something he could give up so easily. The friction on his cock was painful and pleasurable at the same time. John couldn't comprehend how that could be, nor did he try. Rational thought had left him the minute he entered his lover. He only hoped that in as much pain as Jace was in, he too was experiencing some measure of pleasure.
John had been so concerned with Jace's cries of pain that he left off attending to his rigid shaft. He felt the semi-flaccid flesh in his hand and pumped it slowly in his fist, letting it slide almost completely out of his grip and then back in again. He bit down on Jace's shoulder as Jace impaled himself further on his cock and then pushed forward to satisfy the friction of John's hand around his cock. For countless minutes the two kept this up until they fell into an easy rhythm. John felt Jace open up to him even more and felt his friend's firm ass meet every forward stroke of his cock.
Jace lift his head and turned it at an awkward angle. John leaned forward and captured the side of his mouth in a sloppy kiss. He grunted and pumped forward, jacking his lover's cock even faster.
"I can't," Jace cried out before spilling his seed over his love's hand.
John smirked still pumping. He would use his lover's lack of control against him, but not now as he struggled to keep up the pace, his thrusts becoming more erratic as the minutes passed. He wrapped both arms around Jace's waist, holding the boneless teen up as he pumped furiously into him. John felt his balls tighten and his body buzzed as a wave of orgasm swept through him. He empty his seed into the condom spasming violently before collapsing on top of Jace.
"You know," Jace spoke in short breathless sentences, "You forgot to cry out my name when you came."
"Is that a rule?" John panted.
"Every porn story I ever read says it is?"
John bit down on his lover's neck. "Maybe next time," he muttered.
"I'll hold you to that," Jace laughed.
"So they have gay porn in Braille?" John asked turning his lover over and reaching for his tee shirt to clean them both off with.
"Yeah, my friend I was telling you about..." Jace shudder as he felt the cloth run over his groin and down to his buttocks.
"Concentrate. I have to teach you about self-control," John teased.
Jace smirked and continued as John deliberately moved the garment slowly between his sensitive cheeks.
"He...ooh...he use to order from a place called Honey Pot Publications." Jace paused, determined to prove his lover wrong. "I used to go to his house and read the stories out loud to him."
"Maybe you could do the same for me," John said, placing soft kisses along Jace's jaw.
"And maybe we could act out some of the better stories." Jace threw his arms around his lover and pulled him down for a passionate kiss.