The Man I Love: Part One

The Man I love: Part One

James Hanna did not consider himself handsome, partially because all the girls he had asked out had rejected him, save for a few. James didn't care though, he had a back up plan, he was bisexual and head over heals in love with a former star of such proportions, his light hadn't faded yet. This star is Jonathan Taylor Thomas, but James calls him Jonathan and introduces him as Jonathan Weiss. This is their story.

"Damn alarm clock!" James harshly murmured while rolling over onto his stomach. When his rock hard dick was bent against the mattress in an uncomfortable way he woke up with a jolt. He rubbed his cock for a second, not to pleasure himself, but to relieve the pain. He looked around the room, his room on the Harvard campus, a film and acting student. His first class was at 9:00 am, he already had a 3 and a half hour head start, he figured if he was going to pay extra board money for a private room with a private bathroom, then he would get his ass to class every morning on time.

James was lathering up with soap in the shower, he looked at himself in the mirror he had set up in the shower stall, still a small gut, but he was impressed with the progress he had made from when he was younger. He thought to himself about how the girls would notice him more now and for that matter, he might be able to attract some guys. He got out of the shower and headed for his toiletries and put his talcum powder and deodorant on. He shaved, splashed on after shave and headed for the room. He dressed in his clothes (he loved the new cloths he was able to wear, no more damn khakis, finally jeans) and flipped on the television while he fixed his bowl of cereal. He ate cereal everyday at every chance, it was a main fixture in his diet. He ate then laid back on the bed, he reset the alarm for 8:00 am, 1 and a half hour nap, then on to class.

He slept and woke up right away when his alarm clock buzzed out. He grabbed his books and headed toward the building housing his film class: American Cinema-1900 to 1950 101. He took his seat in the nearly full classroom, except for the seat next to him, he was hoping someone hot would take the seat. He looked up in dismay, an older man walked into the room and sat down next to him.

"Hello," he said while taking a book out of his book bag.
"Hi," James said curtly. James watched as he put a Trig book on his desk. "Excuse me sir, this is the film class." The man looked around and noticed that no one had Trig books, there were rows of DVDs and Videos lining one wall, and an old projector mounted on the desk.
"Thanks, must be senility settling in," he said. James chuckled.

"The class you want is next door," James told him. The guy thanked him again and left. Well the class was already 10 minutes behind schedule, but this was a two hour class anyways. The seat remained empty when James noticed the professor walk in. Christ, a damn beatnik, this is gonna be mostly art films, not America Cinema, stupid hiring board. James heard the classroom door open and didn't pay much attention to the guy who sat down next to him.

"Good morning everyone," the professor said in a wacky way. The class replied half heartedly. The teacher smiled and walked over to the marker board. "This is America Cinema-1900 to 1950. I'll be showing you mainstream, Hollywood bull and classic art films."

"Christ," James heard the guy next to him say, his voice sounded very familiar. The guy leant towards James and whispered, "this guy smokes more stuff than God can put on the earth." James laughed under his breath and started hard to think whose voice he was hearing next to him.

"Well, it sure looks like it," James replied. The guy laughed under his breath too and James looked over to him. He couldn't believe his eyes, the hair was longer now, the voice deeper but still noticeable and the blue eyes still blue. "Aren't you Jonathan Weiss?"

"That's my real name, I use it here, but mostly people know me as Jonathan Taylor Thomas and you are?"
"Uh...Uh...Uh..." was all James could stutter, trying to keep the chatter confined to the burst of laughter coming from the other students laughing at the professors jokes.

"Nice to meet you Uh," Jonathan said jokingly.
James smiled and relaxed, "I'm James Hanna. Can I say I'm a very big fan of yours." Jonathan glanced towards James's crotch and smiled.
"Not too big I hope," Jonathan said, "we'll talk after class." They both turned towards the professor and sat in silence for the next two hours.

James was gathering his stuff when he noticed Jonathan just get up and leave, so much for talking after class. James walked through the door and felt a hand grab his shoulder from behind, James turned around and saw it was Jonathan.

"First things first Jim, always gather your stuff together a few minutes before class ends, do it when I do it, I'd like to be friends," Jonathan said.
James smiled, "OK."
"I haven't got a class again until twelve, 11 is my lunch, do you have a class?"

James looked at his schedule, "nope, 11 for me too. I'll have lunch with you." Jonathan smiled and lead the way to the cafetaria. Jonathan got a salad and grimaced at the wilting lettuce and overly ripe tomatos. James got a grilled chicken breast and a salad, he made the same face at the salad. The two guys sat at one of the two seater tables.

"You know, you should give up all meats," Jonathan said looking at James's chicken breast.
"That's right, you're a vegetarian, consider it done," James said pushing his chicken breast aside.
"So, where ya from?" Jonathan asked. Before James could answer, an announcement came over the intercom that his next class was canceled for the next two weeks due to a professor drop out.

"Damn, that means I have to fill the rest of the day," James said.
"Cool, then we can hang and chill," Jonathan replied. "I have nothing either for the next two weeks." James smiled at his luck.
"Wanna meet up tonight, after we hang for the next couple hours of course?" Jonathan asked.

James smirked and licked his lips, "sure."