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.