Stay With Me, Part 1 : Sing your own special song

Authors Note : This story is fictional, however some of these events were taken from real life situations which I have actually experienced. The characters are fictional as well, but based off of real life friends which have helped me since day one at making me the person I am today. This will be an erotic story, but chapter one
does not contain any sexual scenes. I apologize, but this is going to be a very long story. Don't jump to conclusions either! I promise this will be a twisting event. Part 2 may take long, but I promise that it will be well worth it. Please let me know of what you think!

*** [ Stay With Me ] [ Part I : Sing your own special song ]

There are many kinds of people in this world. A few to be exact, embrace love, and there are those who do not understand it. Those who embrace it, live freely and usually try to surround themselves
around those who have the same beliefs. Those who do not understand it, abide by the so called "laws of love", creating an illusion of "perfection" for Man and Woman, no other love can come out of
their beliefs, excluding family. I am one of those people who embrace love, and my story begins here..

It was my freshman year of college. I'd taken an interest in computer classes, attending Livingston University. My life hadn't been the easiest growing up, but I was finally where I wanted to be. I was
finally at the point in my life to make a difference in my future. I am 5"11, 185 lbs, light golden brown hair, and in very decent shape.

I was complemented more for my eyes, which stood out as a lime green, with a mixture of light blue surrounding my pupils. I had been attending school for a month or so, my name is Jake. I'd gotten familiar with most of the people I cared to hang out with, and stood clear of those who would pass judgement on myself, or anyone at first sight. I'd been a gay youth since I could remember. My father, a drug addict, was in and out of prison constantly. My mother, beautiful and wise, took care of me ever since then.

I love my mother dearly, so much, I could not come to tell her that her only son, was gay. I wasn't "afraid" persay of being ridiculed by people for being gay, but rather, afraid that I would hurt her so much she wouldn't want me anymore. I knew she loved me but, announcing you're gay to your family isn't
the easiest thing to do, and I wasn't ready yet. I had enough on my plate.

One afternoon during our English studies, the classroom was silent while the teacher, Mr. Rodert, carried on about famous quotes. One of these quotes struck me in awe. I loved English but we were on a great subject, and I was actually paying full attention. The quote read :

"Love is giving someone the ability to destroy you, but trusting them not to."

The quote struck me, and as I glanced around the class room, it seemed everyone else was in full attention as well. If you think about it, that quote meant everything. I couldn't stop thinking
about it. I listened more on his lesson. Not ten minutes later there was a knock at the classroom door. The door opened. You know how in the movies when the door opens and it's (in most cases) a hot girl with her hair blown up in the air as she licks her lips. Or a really cute guy whos smile would brighten up the darkest room. It happened. Right there. Cherry red lips, short sandy blonde hair spiked at the front.

His eyes were a dark stone color with a tad mix of blue. A fit body, he stood about 6 foot. Wearing a dark blue polo shirt, tan colored khakis, black shoes, and a scent of cologne that battled its way through out the class room, which as it reached my senses, drove me insanely wild. His body was perfectly formed, a jaw seemed to have been carved by angels, his shoulders were broad, his arms were thick, but not as to where you couldn't see his defined neck. His skin looked of golden copper, a beautiful tan covered him and to
complete his perfection, his ass was a perfect bubble which was sealed tightly by his pants.

"This is Jared. Jared Ellinger." Mrs. Lentin, our guidance counselor, said to Mr. Rodert.

"He is a new student joining us today, he'll need to be caught up with the rest of the class."

Mr. Rodert nodded and shook Jared's hand.
Jared started looking around the class.

"Ahh yes, uhh let's see.. Oh. Jake, yes. Stand up for me"

My heart sank into my chest when he asked me that. I obliged and stood up.

"I'd like you to help Jared here later to catch up on current events and chapters."

"Here is your textbook young man, feel free to ask questions anytime you maybe confused, well do our best to get you situated here."

Jared turned my way and began to walk towards the empty seat next to me. I met him briefly,shook his hand. He wore a silver bracelet on his right hand, along with a matching watch on
the left.

"Nice to meet you." That's all I could think of to say at the moment.

Then he spoke.. "Same to you." He smiled.

That smile.. His teeth were perfectly straight. Crisp and white, I could smell his breath. It smelled of refreshing spearmint gum, I suppose he'd been chewing for quite some time. His voice sounded very deep but very gentle. He took the seat next to me and began to open
his book. I whispered to him :

"We're on page 226, second paragraph."

"Thanks!" He spoke softly.

Shortly after, the bell rang and it was now time to go home. Apparently, Jared had been doing a ton of paper work all day and was just there as a sort of "meet and greet" with teachers, ect.

"Jake, Jared, You two stay with me after class. The rest of you don't forget we have a test next week, you'll need to read this chapter, make sure you know it!" Mr. Rodert spoke aloud.

Jared and I began to walk up to Mr. Rodert's desk after we'd gotten our things.

"Jake, I'd like you to show Jared here around. Make sure he knows where everything is. Also, if you wouldn't mind for me, would you be willing to catch him up on our chapter review and such? Maybe for the test next week? I'd do it myself but I am swamped with paperwork, and I apologize for putting this on you, I know you have alot as well. If you can't, I'll understand but.."

I looked at Jared and he looked at me. Then I turned to Mr. Rodert and said :

"Not a problem sir, I don't mind it at all."

"Thank you so much Jake, really!" Mr. Rodert sighed as if I had just relieved him of a huge burden.

I nodded and we both began to exit the class room.

"So, how are you likin' the looks of things so far?" I asked.

"So far, so good." Jared spoke in his deep toned gentle voice.

His scent was extremely potent, it smelled of curve cologne. The best part, whenever you stood next to Jared, you could feel the heat from his skin! It would pulse out from his beautiful tan body as
if he was an active volcano! Oh how I just wanted to grab him and make love to him right there in the hall!

"Well... Uhh.. If you want I can give you my phone number if you need help on anything, or we can meet somewhere if need be."

"Ya, that'd be great. This doesn't look too hard but, then again it looks like I've missed alot. Here take this."

I searched my pockets for a pen, he noticed I couldn't find it. He reached into his back pocket, pulling out a business card. He flipped it over, jotted his number down and handed it to me. If only I
could've reached in those tight pockets, grabbing his perfect ass, oh how I envy his wallet.

"Here take this, my cell is on the back. Call me around 7 tomorrow and we'll go do something."

I looked at his number as he smiled, waved, and walked away. I turned it over to look at the back, it read "Ellinger Construction". Now, if you pay attention to street signs like I do in my town, Ellinger
Construction was one of if not the biggest construction companies ever. If you paid attention to the news, you could also see that his "father" I assumed, was and still is the biggest arrogant asshole ever. But that was the most I knew of his father, and Jared seemed to be total opposite.

I took one last glance at him as he walked towards the double glass doors to exit, and to my surprise he looked back and caught me staring at him. He smiled and as the doors opened, the sunlight pierced my eyes and his figure slowly faded away.

As I got to my car outside the parking lot, I heard a familiar voice.

"Piece of shit car, when are you gonna trade that in and get a real car?"

I turned around, and there he was. 5"8, swimmers build, blue eyes, lightly tanned with brown hair. His name was Nick. Nick was a real good friend of mine. I'd known Nick for a while now, he was always there when I needed a place to sleep because the small time my father was out of prison, he would always bother me and ask me for money, try and steal from me, but Nick.. Nick was always there for some reason at the right time to protect me. Now, Nick is indeed straight, but I believe he always knew my secret. He never asked, I never bothered to tell. He's seen my cry, he's seen me in some of my happiest times. Nick was like a brother to me.

"Oh yea? I don't see your P.O.S. out here? You plan on winning a race with a huffy?" I laughed.

He came up and grabbed my hand then gave me a hug.

"So you've got jokes, eh? My car is actually getting new motor mounts and tires and blah blah, just give me a ride, ass!"

I laughed and unlocked my car, I drove a Nissan 300-Z. I'd gotten it 5 years back for about 2,600$, it was in perfect condition. He got in, I pushed in the clutch and started it up, then put down the e-brake, popped into first and peeled out of there.

"You still drive like shit!" Nick said jokingly.

"Aww poor baby, scared are we?" I laughed.

"Where am I taking you, you're making me late for a date!"

"Who is he?" Nick chuckled. then looked over in seriousness.

"Very funny. Now tell me, you goin to your house or mine, or what damnit, this gas isn't free."

"Take me to my mom's. Emily is there, me and her are gonna stay at your place tonight if thats cool, apparently she's arguing with my mom
again." Nick rolled his eyes.

Emily was Nick's sister, she was a damn trip! I loved being around her, she was a smart-assed, beautiful jester who was no one's to claim, yet every one wanted her. I pulled onto Harris Street about 15 miles down the road from our school. Nick's mother, Sandy, was a moderately wealthy woman who didn't put up with much. She believed in tough love, and she was stubborn as hell. Nick's father died about 3 years ago from a heart attack, a kind man he was and always welcomed me into his house. He left quite a bit to his wife and his children, setting them up for life.

I pulled into the drive way of the two story town house. The door swung open as I honked, and out came the 5"7 brunette beauty. She was wearing cut off shorts and a pink low cut shirt.

"Don't get into trouble, Emily! And you better call me, I don't care how mad you are at me!" I heard a voice shout from the screen
door. The screen door opened again and Nick's mother was standing there with a beautiful smile. Nick got out to hug his mother
and gave her a kiss. I over heard him talking with her.

"She just needs time to cool, eh mom? We'll be at Jake's house tonight if ya need us. You know the number."

"Alright, Nicky, I love you and you better call me or i'll ground ya. As for you miss attitude, I still love you too!"

Emily got to my car and popped her head in smiled.

"Sup bitch! Long time no see, eh?"

I smiled and chuckled.

"Ya, same to you princess, now tell your brother we gotta go." I waved bye to Nick's mother and Nick jogged back down to my car.

Nick got in and Emily stood there staring.

"Move over fat ass, you act like he has a back seat!"

"Ugh, just sit on my lap I don't feel like moving, I just got done with swimming and.."

"Oh, bitch complain, that's all I get from you. I don't care, move the hell over!"

Nick moved over as best he could. Don't get me wrong here when I say, Nick was like my brother, but damn he was still very handsome!
So as you can imagine when his arm brushed against mine, and I got a giant rush of smell from his cologne, I can't say I wouldn't
date him. He put his arm around my seat to make room. Emily closed the door and we were off. As I drove off he said in a gay drama
queen type tone

"Now don't you be getting any idea's with me misster, because I will not be drinking any drinks you make tonight, so don't even think about trying to take advantage of me!" Then he snapped his fingers left to right. I laughed so damn hard when I saw that.

"So bitches, what are we doing tonight?" Emily asked.

"I've got a date actually, so your fat asses better not eat me out of house while i'm gone!"

"A date? Who's the lucky gu--uhh girl I mean?" She smiled and winked.

Nick looked over at me as well, but he had a calm in his eyes as in "it's okay, I know and I don't care."

Now mind you, I told you earlier I don't know how much Nick knew but I knew one thing, he wasn't dumb. So I went along with it.

"His name is Jared."

"You fucking slut whore I knew it!" Emily screamed.

"What? What'd I do?!" I yelled back at her.