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As I approached the store, a strange sense of fear and excitement washed over me. All the feelings of confusion and insecurity resulting from my confrontation with Aiden returned with a vengeance, and my heart was pumping as I punched in the security code and entered the side door. Uppermost in my mind was the kiss he'd initially forced upon me and the confusion it had caused following my willing reciprocation. The prospect of seeing him again coupled with his blanket denial of what had occurred
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We left the swimming baths about 10:30 for the short drive back to Cranfield. The phone call had clearly upset him and he was quiet and withdrawn all the way back. I tried to make light hearted conversation to lift his gloomy mood but it fell on deaf ears and eventually I remained silent, feeling it best to leave him to his own thoughts. He’d left the central heating switched on in the flat and warm air immediately surrounded us as we stepped inside. I sat down at the breakfast bar and wat
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I woke up about 8am on Thursday morning, clutching yet another full-on erection. My stomach was tingling with excitement at the prospect of our trip to the swimming pool and I could hardly wait for Nathan to arrive. Such was my anticipation of what lay ahead that I couldn't help extracting every last drop from my throbbing cock, in yet more frenzied seconds of pleasure. This time my aim with the tissue was spot on and I jumped out of bed and quickly got dressed, mindful to dispose of it as quick
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It was 9am on Wednesday morning when the beeping sound of my mobile phone woke me up with a start. A message notification from Nathan was slowly moving across the screen and I smiled sleepily as I tapped the button to open it. ‘Morning Jase. Just wanted to wish you luck for your interview with Mr.Buchan’ My brief euphoria at seeing Nathan’s name quickly evaporated like steam escaping from a kettle, as the spectre of work and my interview with Mr. Buchan clouded my thoughts. As if that
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The train home that evening was half an hour late and I sat on the cold platform, wondering if Nathan would still be waiting for me in Hamborough. There was no doubt that after a bad day at work it would make a world of difference to see his handsome, smiling face and I desperately hoped he would still be there. At last my train slowly rumbled in and I felt the platform vibrate slightly as it shuddered to a halt. It was usually quiet at this time of day and there were only a handful of peo
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It was earlier than I would normally have left, but after yesterday I couldn't risk being late again. Getting away with it once was lucky, but twice was really pushing it. Going to work didn’t usually bother me, in fact most days I quite enjoyed it, but today was most definitely not one of them. Uncertain how Aiden was going to play it was having a profound effect on me and my head was all over the place. As the bus sped along towards Hamborough, an image of him lying sprawled on the groun
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Patience my friend - I'm afraid the wait is rather a long one
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The fire at the gym was still raging and I was standing behind the makeshift barrier of police warning tape. By now a larger crowd had gathered and I fought my way to the front amid shouts of anger, as everyone strained to see what was going on. The firemen were still spraying jets of water at the building in a determined attempt to bring it under control. The squat, bald headed man suddenly appeared at my side and asked if I knew how the fire had started. When I said I didn't know he began scre
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Monday morning started off disastrously. I was in Hamborough on my way to the gym when two fire engines passed me at high speed, sirens blaring. Heavy smoke filled the air from several streets away and it was only when I turned the last corner that I realized the fire was actually at the gym. As I approached, smoke was billowing from the roof and flames were licking the upper floors. I stood and watched transfixed, as firemen sprayed the building with multiple jets of water. A crowd of people ha
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I think what we have to remember is that Jason and Nathan first met on Wednesday evening in the bus shelter. Their visit to the cinema (Chapter 28) is on the following Sunday so they have actually only know each other for five days. Even though Jason is almost 21, apart from a few one night stands, he still seems relatively naive, having only had one proper relationship with Connor some time ago. So far, we know very little about Nathan, but as their friendship develops, I'm sure this will change. Thank you for all your comments, they are very much appreciated. Please enjoy the story. Filzmoos
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The cold air hit us as we left the cinema and I was glad to get back in the car. A shiver ran up and down my spine and Nathan turned towards me with an enquiring look. "Cold?" "Yeah, just a bit. I could murder a hot drink, its freezing!" “I'll make you one when we get to the flat” he offered, as we pulled out of the car park. "If you still want me to show you around that is?" “Yeah of course I do, that’d be great!” I desperately tried to keep the eagerness out of my vo
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It was 2pm when we set off for the cinema in Nathan's car. The afternoon was crisp and clear and the weak sun was already fairly low in the sky. The hum of a low flying aeroplane passing overhead made me shade my eyes, as I watched the thin plume of smoke trailing in its wake. “It was nice of your mum to invite me to lunch” Nathan remarked, as we drove through the village. "They obviously like you!” I exclaimed, shaking my head in mock surprise. “Can’t think why though” He nudged
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We said our goodbyes and left by the front door, fully prepared for another battle with the elements. Thankfully the snow had eased to a thin flurry as we set off to catch the bus into town. The occasional car slowly passed by, their headlamps already glowing in the dull afternoon light. The main road was becoming wet with slush and a passing lorry sprayed the footpath, almost soaking our already damp shoes. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about my dad owning Brown’s” said Nathan, as we approa
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As we stood outside the bungalow furiously brushing snow off our clothes, Nathan was struggling to dislodge some from the back of his jeans when he suddenly turned towards me with a look of frustration on his face. “Is it all off Jason?” There was a moment’s hesitation and my heart began to race at the open invitation to gaze at his awesome rear. Suddenly overcome with desire, I couldn’t stop the white lie that inadvertently slipped out of my mouth. “Well no, erm not quite”
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We left the house by the front door and walked up the road towards the village. Nathan was right, it was cold, and I was grateful he’d brought my coat back. Tiny swirls of snow were beginning to fall, and the sky was laden with the threat of more to come. It was a relief to know that Nathan would be able to tell me everything that had happened after we’d left the pub the previous night and after a few seconds I tentatively broached the subject. “I don’t remember much after we left the pub”
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I woke up a little after nine o’clock on Saturday morning sporting a blinding headache. Tiny pin pricks of light flashed relentlessly before my eyes and the slightest movement made my head throb violently. Spasms of pain ran up and down my arm and I winced and gasped sharply as the cotton bed sheet brushed against the bare skin of my wrist. Tentatively drawing back the material and forcing myself to look, I was shocked to see the scraped and reddened skin running in a jagged line along my wrist
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The village of Dryford was fairly small with quiet, tree lined streets and an abundance of pretty, stone-built cottages. A small church stood at one end of the village green, adjacent to the local primary school and the only shops were a Post Office and General Store. In summer the village was a blaze of colour with countless hanging baskets and flower filled gardens. A more perfect example of the typical picture postcard English village would be hard to find. Tonight, however, the scene c
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In Britain the majority of young people do the same, but lessons etc. are quite expensive, so sometimes it's a financial decision
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The following morning, I jumped out of bed as soon as the alarm clock rang. What had happened the previous night instantly came to mind, and I quickly stripped the sheets off the bed. These days it wasn’t the kind of thing that normally happened, and I thought it best to hide any evidence of my indiscretion as quickly as possible. Luckily, they were due to be changed anyway and I hurriedly got dressed and gathered them together. The kitchen was empty when I peered surreptitiously around th
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The following morning I woke up at 8:50am, ten minutes before the alarm clock was due to go off. Most of the duvet was lying on the floor and I suddenly realised why cold shivers were running up and down the length of my body. Stretching and yawning sleepily, I struggled out of bed and opened the curtains, peering out with blurry eyes. More heavy snow had fallen during the night and everywhere was covered in a thick white blanket. A line of tiny footprints ran the entire length of the garden and
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PART 2 - NATHAN Chapter 19 A long time had passed by since Connor had left and I was still looking for that illusive long term relationship. Some would say that it was a massive mistake to let him go, that I should have worked harder to make something of it, but at the end of the day, I couldn’t deny my real feelings. I knew that Connor adored me and I really liked him too, but as hard as I tried, I couldn't love him. There was definitely a spark of something there
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A strong pair of arms suddenly encircled my waist and Connor rested his chin on my shoulder. I could feel his hardness pushing against my back and I instantly became aroused, squirming with delight as his hand moved downwards and began intimately stroking me. I quickly ended the call to my parents and sighed with pleasure as he whispered in my ear seductively. “Come back to bed Jason! I’m missing you already” Alarm bells immediately began to ring inside my head as I wondered how long
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It was Saturday evening and Connor and I were sitting in the Rose and Crown in Hamborough. He was due to leave for Ireland the following day and this was probably the last time we would be together. On the outside I was desperately trying to appear calm and matter of fact, but inwardly my stomach was churning at the prospect of saying goodbye. If truth be told, I didn’t think that Connor wanted a long drawn out farewell and I was pretty sure he was doing it mainly for me. Although we’d only been
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It was the morning after Connor and I had broken up. His bombshell of the previous evening was praying heavily on my mind as I struggled to fully comprehend its meaning. Although we hadn’t known each other very long it was still my first relationship and I was devastated we would no longer be together. His decision to move to Ireland was a crushing blow and the fact that I couldn’t bring myself to go with him when he’d asked me, made the situation infinitely worse. On top of that the way he’d st
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I’d arranged to meet Connor in the Rose and Crown after work. It was two weeks since dad had been rushed to hospital with a heart attack and much to our relief, he was now back at home. The doctor had told mum that this time he was lucky to have made it and it could very well have been a different story. Despite the poor state of his health he was still largely cheerful and happy, actively encouraging me to go out and meet ‘Connie’ whenever the subject raised its ugly head. I hated lying to him
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