Author: Casay 
Title: A Tale of Two Friends 
Part: Chapter 1 
Summary: Kate and Jake, longtime friends, express their love for each 
other. As is typical, this leads to sex. 
Keywords: mf, cons, rom 

Author's note: The first chapter is more of a warmup than anything. 

        Katey: 
        lol ya, she gets pretty mad sometimes 

        Jake: 
        'Sometimes'? ... 

        Jake: 
        She's angry all the time! 

        Kate: 
        o no she doesnt 

        Jake: 
        You know she does. She's gotten mad at you before. 

        Kate: 
        alright you win ^^ shes a bitch 

        Kate: 
        i just try to b nice to peple 

Jake stared at the screen, trying to decide how best to type out what 
he was thinking. He didn't want to risk scaring her away, but he was 
sure she felt the same way, and if he never asked he might lose his 
chance completely. Small talk about teachers wouldn't tell Kate he 
liked her. 

Four and a half years ago, Jake had started at Eeast Vancouver 
Secondary School: EVan Sec. Four and a half years ago Jake had walked 
into his homeroom - Learning Assistance. Four and a half years ago, 
the only seat left in Learning Assistance was the one next to Jake 
when Kate had came in late, as she would regularly for the next four 
and a half years. 

Four and a half years ago, Kate took the only empty seat in Learning 
Assistance. And four and a half years ago, Kate met her new - and only 
- friend Jake. 

Four and a half years ago was the start of a friendship maintained by 
morning classes spent talking, lunches spent on the school roof, and 
afternoon classes spent riding the SkyTrain. When she was able to get 
access to a computer, something inexplicably happening less and less 
these days, MSN kept them connected. 

        Jake: 
        I have a question for you. 

        Kate: 
        shoot 

        Jake: 
        Promise you won't think I'm weird, ok? 

        Kate: 
        ya ya ya, ask away ^^ 

        Jake: 
        ... 

        Jake: 
        What do you think about me? 

        Kate: 
        what? 

        Jake: 
        >_> Do you... Like me? 

        Kate: 
        of course i do! you re my friend 

        Jake: 
        I mean, as more than a friend. 

        Kate: 
        ...i thot so 

        Jake: 
        ... What does that mean? 

        Jake: 
        Ey, Kate, you still there? 

        Kate: 
        ya... 

        Jake: 
        Kate, are you all right? 

        Kate: 
        um, can i come over? 

        Jake: 
        Do you know where I live? 

        Kate: 
        not realy, just in n van somewere 

        Jake: 
        I'll email you the bus route and transfer points from Commercial 
        Station. 

        Kate: 
        k i got it 

        Kate: 
        thx a lot jake 

        Jake: 
        Hey, no problem. 

        Messages to this contact may not be recieved as
        he/she appears to be offline. 

Kate shut down her laptop and sat quietly for a few moments. She 
sighed. She had never met Jake outside of school before, as close as 
they were. Her father didn't allow her outside without him; she had 
suffered at his hand for trying to leave. 

Four years ago, Kate's mother died in a car accident. 

Four years ago, Kate sobbed out a sad story to Jake while they sat on 
the school roof during lunch. Four years ago, Jake insisted that Kate 
would be okay, as the snow fell lightly around them. Four years ago, 
Kate stopped crying and knew that it would be okay. 

Kate placed the laptop in its hiding place under her bed. She threw on 
a hoodie, grabbed her wallet, and headed to the front door, when a 
voice called to her. 

"Ey! Where the fuck are you going?" Her father. It was three metres to 
the door, to Jake; it was two metres to her father's bedroom door. She 
could make it. As quietly as possible, she tiptoed along the hall. She 
was at her father's door, she was past it, she was... 

Her father's door was renched open. "HEY! Where. The FUCK. Are you 
GOING?" He slacked Kate in the face; she felt an agony in her nose, 
and felt a trickle of blood. She kicked at his shins, connected, and 
ran for the door. Desperately, she pulled it open and ran outside. Her 
father stopped at the porch as she pounded down the steps towards the 
road. 

"Hey, stop! Fuck, stop bitch, stop right now!" he yelled at her as she 
ran down the walkway and onto the sidewalk, tears in her face. "Yeah, 
you run! I'm gonna beat your ass when you get home!" 

Three and a half years ago, as Kate lay on the floor of her small 
room, Kate's father Richard pounded on her door. Three and a half 
years ago, Richard demanded Kate unlock her door and let him in. 

Three and a half years ago, Kate was absent from school for two weeks. 
Three and a half years ago, Kate came to school with her arm in a 
cast. Three and a half years ago, Kate explained that she had fallen 
down the stairs at home. 

At the sound of the doorbell, Jake came down the stairs two at a time 
and jumped the last six to land at the front door. Straightening up, 
he unlocked the door and let Kate in. 

"Hey, Kate, how are - Hey, you're bleeding!" Jake cried. "What 
happened?" 

"Uh, just got in a bit of my fight with my dad," she said awkwardly. 
"He doesn't like me going out." 

"That's awful!" Jake said, astonished. "Your dad actually hits you? 
And just for going out?" The idea was unthinkable to him; his parents 
had always given him free reign. 

"Yeah, ever since Mom died, he's been horrible to me. I think he 
blames me, but I don't know how. Anyways, it's no big deal, I mean..." 

"No!" Jake cut in. "No, it's a big deal. You need to tell somebody! If 
you won't, then I will." 

"You can't do that, Jake, please! They'd take me away and put me in 
foster care, and I don't want that. The idea scares me, please, no." 

Kate looked pitiful, and Jake could tell the idea did terrify her, and 
didn't press. "Well, anyways, we're standing in the doorway, so let's 
go into the kitchen and get some food and talk and - yeah." 

In the kitchen, Jake started opening cupboards. "So, what'll it be?" 

"Wow, uh, I dunno," Kate replied from the table, "I really only eat 
Kraft Dinner and that kind of thing at home. I've never seen so much 
food in someone's cupboard before!" 

"Oh, Kraft Dinner is disgusting." Jake made a face, and Kate laughed. 
"However, friendly food is always welcome, so I propose macaroni and 
cheese! Twice the awesome with half the nuclear waste!" 

"All right, then," Kate said as she laughed again, "how can I help?" 

"Well, you can sit back down, for one," Jake said. "Guests do not feed 
themselves in this house, thank you very much!" He pulled a long apron 
from a drawer and tied it on. With a flourish he also pulled out a 
chef's hat and placed it on his head. He bowed deeply, to applause, 
and his hat fell off, to laughter. 

Recovering it from the floor and placing it on his head, he began 
cooking. 

A liberal amount of pasta, cheese, water, cheese, milk, and spoon 
later, macaroni and cheese was created. Two placemats, plates, forks, 
goblets, napkins, a candle and a bottle of sparkling apple juice 
later, a meal was made and a table was set. 

"Damn," Kate uttered, "you have some nice stuff in this house." 

"Oh, whatever," said Jake, flushing a little. "It's nothing. 

"But, a meal is not why you came here, however spectacular it is. Um." 
Nervous suddenly, Jake grasped for the right words. "Well, what I 
asked you on MSN earlier. What do you really think of me. Am I just a 
friend?" 

There was a silence broken only by Kate's fork hitting her plate as 
she picked at her food. And then she sighed. 

"Oh, Jake. You have no idea, do you?" She ate a mouthful of food 
before continuing. "When I came to EVan Sec, I didn't think I'd find 
any friends, and I was really scared. None of my friends lasted long 
in elementary school. And then you just... You just talked to me, and 
made me feel good. I didn't expect you and I didn't deserve you, and I 
guess I started to love you. 

"But I wasn't sure that you felt the same way, and I couldn't lose 
you, it would have killed me." Kate's eyes began to tear. "And then 
you ask if we're more than friends, and now I - I -" Kate was crying 
now. 

Suddenly, she pushed her chair back and ran from the table, sobs 
racking her small frame. Jake leaped up from the table and grabbed 
Kate's arm. "Wait! Kate, what's wrong?" 

"I just - I just - I don't know, I've kept - kept this to myself for 
so long!" She threw her arms around him. "Oh, Jake, I feel - I feel - 
I'm so happy and so - so terrible, and it's so good to tell you!" Her 
crying subsided, and Jake held her close, rocking her. 

"Shh, quiet, quiet. It's all right." Jake pried himself away from her. 
"It's getting late. Do you want to crash here for the night? My 
parents are away on vacation, they don't need to know I had a girl 
over. Or do you want me to give you a ride home? They left the car in 
the garage." 

"I don't want to go home, my dad is going to be really mad, he'll hit 
me again. But I have to go home some time, and he'll be really angry 
if I don't come home tonight. What should I do?" Kate appeared to be 
on the verge of tears again. 

"Don't worry. We have a big house and only three occupants. There are 
plenty of spare rooms. The room next to mine is empty, you can take 
it. Cushy air matress. My parents get back Saturday of next week, six 
days from now. You can hole up here until then, and maybe my parents 
will let you stay here." 

Kate smiled. "All right." Something seemed to dawn on her. "Aww, crap, 
I don't have any of my school stuff! It's all at home! what do I do?" 

Jake gave her a big grin. "Why, don't go to school, of course!" He 
declared. "We'll cut school tomorrow and pick them up while your dad's 
at work. I assume he does work?" He asked. 

"Yeah, he does. I've never skipped school before, though. What if I 
get in trouble?" 

"Trouble?" Jake laughed. "Good penmanship and a deep voice, will take 
care of that." Seeing Kate's puzzled face, he explained. "I'll call in 
to the school and tell them you're sick; you can do the same for me. 
Then we'll write each other notes of absence, making them look like 
they were done by our parents. No one needs to know." 

"Well..." Kate was uncertain; she'd never broken the rules like this 
before. "All right." 

"Yes!" Jake cried, and pumped his arm in the air. "Welcome to the dark 
side!" They both laughed. 

"So, I guess we're kinda a thing now," Kate said shyly. 

"That we are, although no one we know will care..." He trailed off. 
"Hey Kate?" 

"Yeah?" 

They locked eyes. Slowly, Jake leaned in towards Kate. She giggled 
quietly, and leaned out to him. Their lips met, and they kissed, 
lightly. They came apart, then leaned back towards each other and 
kissed again. Kate felt Jake's mouth part and his tounge brush her 
lips. She opened them, and sighed as Jake's tounge entered her mouth, 
just a little, licked at her teeth, and retreated. 

Kate's tounge followed it, and the two pulled each other closer, 
standing in the middle of the kitchen. They broke apart, a little 
tendril of saliva connecting them. Kate backed away slowly, her eyes 
sparkling as the stand stretched out and broke. "So, where am I 
sleeping, huh?" 

As if seeing her for the first time, he shook his head and said, "Oh, 
uh. Come on, I'll show you your room and the rest of the house." He 
led her out of the kitchen and upstairs. 

"Welcome to my domain, the second floor. On your right is my Oven; my 
computers are in there, and my workbenches and tools and stuff. On the 
left is one of two empty rooms on the floor. 

"Down the hall and on your left," he said, pointing, "is your room; 
it's the biggest aside from my parents, and the bed is a Queen. On the 
right is my room, the smallest. Incidentally, the bed is a Twin. The 
spiral stairs at the end go up to my parents' room, which is 
unfortunately locked with two thousand dollars of locking technology. 
They keep all the valuables up there when we go on trips. 

"And finally, the main bathroom is past my room on the right, with 
bath and shower, jaccuzzi, and the longest mirror you ever done saw." 
He turned and bowed low. "Does it please you, oh queen?" 

Kate laughed. "Yes, it does. I've never been in such a nice house 
before. This is amazing. How can your parents afford all this?" 

"Oh, easy. My dad got lucky; he started a company originally 
publishing magazines. They're still doing them - wedding magazines and 
directories - but he had the genious to expand into online application 
development, and he makes a ton of money off of it." 

"Nice." Kate whistled under her breath. "You really are lucky. My 
house is three bedrooms, one bathroom. My dad barely makes any money, 
and he smacks me around a lot. I wish I could live this well." 

"You know what? I think you might be able to. I overheard my parents 
talking a few months ago, when I came downstairs for a midnight snack. 
They're moving to Kamloops, and they're considering actually giving me 
the house as a graduation gift!" 

"No way!" Kate cried. "That's incredible!" 

"Yeah, it is. Keep it secret, though, I don't want them to know I 
know. Anyways, you should be able to stay here until then. If they 
don't give it to me I'll be moving out anyways, and you can come with 
me." 

Kate hugged him. "Thank you thank you thank you! You've been so good to 
me." Jake shrugged. 

"Hey, you're my girlfriend. I've gotta help you out." Kate blinked. 

"I'm your girlfriend. Does this mean we're in love?" 

"Of course it does! I've been in love with you for a long time." 

"It's too bad it took you so long to ask me, eh?" Kate laughed, 
feeling the best she had in months. She was away from her father, she 
was with the guy she loved, and everything was going to be okay. 

"Yeah... Well, the night is young!" Jack stated. "I declare bedtime to 
be midnight! We have six hours. What do we do?" 

"I don't know. Got any games." 

"Uh... Not board games or anything, all my stuff's on the computer. 
You're not really a gamer, are you?" 

"Uh, I don't think so. Show me some games, come on!" She grabbed his 
arm and walked him over to the Oven door. "So why is do you call it 
the Oven?" 

"Oh, uh, yeah. A bit of a joke, really. My home network is the Bakery. 
The computers in this room are muffins; upstairs and downstairs are 
bagels, the laptops are doughnuts, and everything else is cake." 

"Nice." They walked in. 

"But there's only one computer in here," she said, looking around the 
room. "You said there were more than one." 

Jake walked open to a cupboard and pulled it open. He laughed as Kate 
stared at the racks of computers inside. "They're all for distributed 
processing. I control them from Muffin Command, here." He turned on 
three large LCD monitors, and a desktop came into view. He opened up a 
folder of shortcuts. 

"Unreal Tournament, Battlefront, World of Warcraft, Gunz, Guild 
Wars... Well, what shall we play?" 

Several hours of intense Unreal Tournament Three action later, both 
were starting to tire of taking turns at blowing up Necris infantry. 
They stood and stretched. 

"You're getting pretty go-ooo-ooood," he yawned. "You have a talent." 

Kate blushed. "Aww, I got lucky. Anyways, I need sleep. You got 
pyjamas or something for me to wear?" 

"Aww, I hadn't even thought about it. Damn, and I don't have any clean 
clothes left," he added after thinking a moment. 

"That's okay, I'll just sleep in my clothes. I'll grab something to 
wear tomorrow." 

"All right then, I guess I'll see you in the morning." 

They both headed down the hall to their rooms. Jake went right into 
his room, but Kate stopped at her door and said, "Hey, Jake?" 

"Yeah?" he replied, coming back to his door. 

"Now that we're, um, you know... Well, could we sleep together?" She 
blushed deeply. 

"Well, sure, I guess," he said, surprised. "I'm gonna change, I'll be 
there in a minute." 

When Jake came out of his room, wearing only a pair of long shorts, 
Kate was already in bed with the sheets pulled up snugly around her 
neck. "Come on, hit the lights," she teased. "Some of us are trying to 
sleep." 

He grinned, turned off the lights, and closed the door. In the 
darkness, he leaped onto the bed and crawled underneath. They lay 
quietly for a while. 

"Hey, Jake?" Kate whispered. 

"Yeah," he whispered back. 

"I figured I shouldn't sleep in my clothes, so I'm kinda not wearing 
anything right now." She giggled quietly. "Sorry." There was silence. 

"You're naked?" 

"Yeah." 

"In that case, so am I." There was a rustling as Jake pulled off his 
shorts and tossed them onto the floor. 

"Eww!" Kate laughed quietly. "You know, I don't really know what a guy 
looks like, uh, down there." And it was true. Their school never went 
farther into sex than 'Don't do it!' 

"What, really?" 

"Yeah. I mean, I know they've got a... a penis, and they put it in a 
girl's... uh, vagina, and that makes a baby. But I don't really know 
how it works." Kate was glad Jake couldn't see her blushing: she was 
sure her entire face was red. 

"You don't want to see, do you?" Jake asked, his voice catching. He'd 
seen his fair share of porn; he considered himself knowledgeable 
enough. Porn always seemed kind of silly to him, though. 

"Um... Well, will you..." Kate stammered, "Would you show me? Would 
you, like, explain it?" 

"Hold on a sec." There was the sound of a drawer being opened and 
closed. "Put the sheets over your head, we can make a blanket fort. 
I've got a flashlight." He turned it on, and the two were blinded for 
a second. As their eyes adjested, Kate gasped. 

"That's a... It's so big! And hard! I thought they were just, like, 
limp. Like a weiner." Kate couldn't take her eyes off it; it was long 
and hard, and came up level with Jake's belly button. 

"Well, see, it normally is like that," Jake explained, "but it's hard 
to put it in a girl's pussy when it's all soft." 

"A girl's what?" Kate cut in. 

"Pussy? Uh, it's slang for vagina. Pussy, cunt, vagina. Dick, cock, 
penis. Boobs, tits, breasts. 

"Anyways," he continued, "when a guy gets excited by a girl, it fills 
up with blood and gets bigger and longer so it's easier to put in." 

"Ooh. So, how does that make a baby? Sperm, right? Where does it come 
from?" 

"Well, uh, what happens... Hmm." Jake thought for a moment. "Have you 
ever touched your pussy, and it felt good? Tingly?" 

"Yeah, sometimes in bed." 

"Well, a guy has that when you touch his dick. If that feeling builds 
up enough for a guy or a girl, they have an orgasm. It's called 
cumming. for a guy, it happens when he has sex, or he can do rub it 
with his hand. Um. For a guy, their semen comes out, it's like a goo, 
and their sperm is in that. Sometimes it's called cum." 

"Eww, gross." She made a face. "Goo?" 

"Well, not goo. But a thick liquid, anyways." 

"Do girls, err, cum, too?" 

"Yeah, most do, but nothing comes out. Um, girls have a little 
minidick at the top of their pussy, it's called their clit. When a 
girl gets excited it gets a little bit bigger, too, and their pussy 
gets a bit wet. If you rub it, you can cum." 

Kate reached down curiously and rubber at her clit. "Yeah, I know 
about this thing. I've never really looked at it before." She glanced 
over at Jake's dick. "Hey, it got smaller!" 

"Oh, uh, yeah, I guess I got distracted by all the talking. Do you 
want me to make it bigger again? I can rub it a little bit and make it 
bigger again." 

"I want to see your cum, can I do it?" Without further prompting, she 
scooted down in the bed. and wrapped her hand around his dick. 
Immediately, it swelled again to its full five inches. "Hey there," 
she laughed. 

"What do I do?" she asked, giving it a critical look. "There's a tiny 
bit of clear stuff, but I don't think that's your cum." 

Jake smiled blissfully, and laid the flashlight on the bed, pointing 
down at his feet. "No, that's precum, it helps make my dick go in you 
easier. You just rub your hand up and down it, and I'll tell you when 
I'm going to cum." 

Kate started jacking Jake off, staring fascinated at his large cock. 
She laughed, and said, "Your balls are bouncing a bit down there." 

Jake looked down at Kate. "Well your tits are bouncing." He moaned 
softly and said, "Okay, I'm going to cum. Keep going." Kate went 
faster, and suddenly a milky white substance shot out the tip, all 
over her tits. 

"Eww, cool! It really is goo." She poked a blob with his finger. "What 
do I do with it? Can I whipe it on the sheet?" 

"No, don't, I don't want it on the sheets." Jake thought about it for 
a second. "Hmm, I don't want to get out of bed for a towel, and I 
don't want it on the sheets." Having a sudden thought, he pulled kate 
up and past him, until her boobs were level with his face. 

"Ee, what are you doing?" Kate squealed, as he licked at her breasts, 
collecting all the semen off of her. "Can you really eat it? It must 
be gross!" 

Jake pulled her down to face him, and kissed her. As he did so, he 
squirted some of his cum into her mouth. He pulled away, swallowed his 
half, and said, "Hmm, salty." With nothing else to do, Kate swallowed. 

"Hey, not bad." She looked down at his half limp cock. "Any chance of 
some more?" 

"You really are a weird one, aren't you? You know, some girls give 
their guys blowjobs, that's when they suck on a guy's dick." 

"Um..." She glanced down at it. "Well, maybe." 

"Only if you want to," Jake assured her. 

"No, I'll do it." Resolved to give her new boyfriend a really good 
blowjob she scooted back down the bed. She eyed his dick for a moment, 
then sucked it all the way into her mouth. Jake groaned as he became 
hard again. 

Kate suddenly found the dick growing larger in the only direction it 
could - down her throught. She gagged, coughed, and pulled her mouth 
away. Jake laughed. "Well, not many girls can deepthoat - take all of 
it down their throat. Just put the head in your mouth and use your 
hand on the bottom." 

Slightly unnerved, she licked at the top of Jake's cock, and then 
placed it once again in her mouth, wrapping her hand around the 
bottom. She moved her head up and down a bit, and licked the tip with 
her tounge, all the while moving her mand up and down the base. 

Jake lay and enjoyed the feeling, reflecting on the fact that he had 
professed his love for a girl and was now getting a blowjob from her 
as they lay naked in bed together on the same day. 

He moaned. "I'm going to cum soon, keep going. I love you Kate!" 

Upon hearing this, Kate decided to return the sentiment. She let go of 
his cock with her hands, wrapped her arms around his ass, and pulled 
herself onto his cock, forcing it down her throat. As her eyes widened 
in shock, so did Jake's, and he shot his load down her throat. There 
was more than when she had jacked him off, so much so that it went up 
her nostrils and dripped out her nose. 

She pulled away and coughed semen onto Jake's chest. Jake pulled her 
up to him. "Oh, my God, Kate, are you all right?" 

She smiled weakly. "Of course I am. I did it on purpose. I didn't 
expect it up my nose, though." She crinkled her nose, and Jake had 
never seen a cuter sight: Kate, naked, his cum dripping out her nose 
which was crinkled up at the smell. "Smells nice." She sniffed hard. 
"Yum. It really does taste good." She moved down the bed and licked 
the semen off Jake's belly and sucked the remains off his dick. 

She licked her lips and crawled up into Jake's arms. "Tomorrow," he 
said to her smiling face, "it's my turn to make you feel good." He 
kissed her lightly, and turned off the flashlight, tossing it out of 
the bed. Curled up in each others arms, smelling slightly of semen, 
they fell asleep, happy.