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What Is and What Should Never Be	By : OpenPage Category: 1 through F > 21 Jump Street Views: 1336 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own 21JS or the characters. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. All characters and events in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is coincidental.

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Arriving back at The Exeter, both boys were soaked through from the storm that raged through the city. Taking off his jacket, Booker shivered as he threw it over the back of a chair to dry. Pulling off his t-shirt, he tossed it onto the floor. As he turned around, he caught Tommy eyeing him up and down. A pink flush of embarrassment crept up his face as he rummaged through his clothing, trying to find something to put on.
“What?” Tom asked, as his eyes danced mischievously even though his body trembled with cold. “Are you the only one who gets to perv?”
Booker’s blush turned bright red as he stuttered his denial, “I’ve n-never looked Tommy, honest. I n-nev—“
“Yeah you have,” Tom replied softly, “I don’t mind Booker, honest… and not because I feel I owe you anything, I… I think I like you looking at me like that.”
Dennis stared at Tom open mouthed. In a clumsy, fifteen-year-old way, Tom was flirting with him. He swallowed nervously as he raked his fingers through his damp hair. This was exactly what he had yearned for but now that it had happened, he was too afraid to let Tommy see exactly how he felt. The last thing he wanted was to scare Tom away by coming on too strong. He knew that Tom’s emotional state was fragile and that he could easily change his mind in a blink of an eye. Realizing that he would have to let Tom set the pace, Dennis sighed with disappointment. For a fraction of a second, he had thought that he would finally get to show Tom the love he deserved. Now he knew he needed to wait patiently for Tom to act upon any feelings that were slowly starting to develop. Inwardly composing himself, he gave Tom a smile. “So we agree? Looking is okay?” he asked cheekily.
It was Tom’s turn to blush. Casting his eyes downwards, he smiled shyly as his body continued to quiver. “Yeah, looking is okay.”
Giving Tom a smile, Booker walked into the bathroom and closed the door, his heart hammering in his chest. As he kicked off his boots, he heard a light rap at the bathroom door. He opened it to see Tom shivering in front of him. “Um, could I have a towel so I can dry off,” Tom asked as his teeth began to chatter uncontrollably.
Laughing, Booker pulled his friend into the bathroom. “You shower first, I can wait,” he replied. Tom smiled his appreciation as he quickly began to undress. Booker leaned against the door as he watched Tom unashamedly. When his friend entered the shower cubicle, he did not close the curtain and Dennis took it as another hint that Tom wanted him to watch. His eyes traveled down Tommy’s wet, naked body and he felt his cock starting to twitch. As Tom soaped up his skin, Booker’s cock swelled and he shoved his hand deep into his pocket so he could secretly stroke his growing erection. His gaze remained transfixed on Tom’s slender, naked form and he let out a barely audible moan as his cock strained against the confines of his jeans. He jumped slightly at the sound of the faucets turning off and shaking his head slightly, he quickly pulled out his hand. As Tom stepped out onto the tiled floor, Booker hurriedly crossed both hands across his groin, in a vain attempt to conceal his arousal.
Standing in front of him, Tom pushed his dripping hair back from eyes as he smiled entrancingly. “Your turn,” he invited softly before taking a towel from the rail and beginning to dry off. Booker felt his face once again burn scarlet. He could feel his throbbing cock aching for release. He was well aware if he stripped off, Tom would see his arousal and know it was from watching him in the shower. Even knowing that Tom had given him permission to watch did not make it any easier. He felt like a voyeur who had been caught masturbating whilst peeping through a window. Humiliation washed over him and he quickly turned away, tears of shame glistening in his eyes. As he searched blindly for the door handle, Tom laid a gentle hand on his naked shoulder. “It’s okay Dennis,” Tom whispered and at the unfamiliar sound of his given name, Booker turned around in surprise. Staring into Tom’s deep brown eyes, he saw only understanding.
Booker smiled back apologetically. “I’m so sorry Tommy,” he muttered, “It’s just… you’re so damn beautiful and—“
“You’re a sixteen-year-old boy and most stimulation is gonna bring on a reaction, ‘cause it’s all about hormones and stuff,” Tom quoted back Booker's words with a smile of amusement. Sensing that Booker was still overwrought, he stopped teasing and put an arm around his friend’s shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. “I get it and I don’t care, honest. I knew you were watching me and it felt… it felt exciting.”
“Really?” Booker asked in amazement. “It doesn’t bother you that I get—“
“Nope,” Tom answered quickly, not sure that he really wanted to hear Booker say the words aloud. The sexual feelings that were developing for Booker were a new experience. At home, he always tried to remain unnoticed so his father would leave him alone. Now he was openly flaunting his body in front of another male, all the while knowing that it turned Booker on but not feeling emotionally equipped to take it to the next level. Slowly, it dawned on him that he was what his father called a prick tease. It was his turn to feel mortified. “Jesus,” he muttered as he stared into Dennis’ face with eyes full of shame, “Booker I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have strutted around naked in front of you when I can’t give you what you want.” Tears brimmed over as his eyes pleaded with Booker for forgiveness.
It was Dennis’ turn to offer comfort. He pulled Tom into a loving embrace. “Don’t cry Tommy,” he whispered, “I know you aren’t ready to have a relationship with me but there’s no harm in taking pleasure from looking is there? Not if we both enjoy it. I would never push you into doing anything you didn’t want to. So I’m leaving it up to you, whenever you’re ready, whatever you want to do, I’m here, okay?”
Tom lifted his head and stared deep into Booker’s dark eyes. He wanted desperately for Booker to kiss him but he did not know how to give the signal and he was too unsure to initiate the kiss himself. Instead, he smiled and nodded as he pulled away from Booker’s arms.
“Are we good?” Dennis asked quietly, searching Tom’s face for any signs of remorse.
“We’re good,” Tom replied in a barely audible voice. They stood in an uncomfortable silence for several minutes before Tom spoke, “Um, you’d better have a shower before you freeze to death.”
Dennis nodded and hanging onto the sink for support, he peeled off his wet jeans. He paused for a moment before pulling off his boxers and throwing them on the floor. He felt the warmth of Tom’s gaze upon him and his semi erect penis began to twitch back to life. Stepping into the shower, he turned on the faucets but left the curtains open. He could hear Tom’s heavy breathing behind him and his cock began to swell. Now, more than ever, he wanted to take his throbbing member in his hand and bring himself to orgasm. He dared to let his fingers lightly brush over his engorged head as he bit down heavily on his lip to prevent himself from crying out. A soft moaning sounded in his ears, and for a moment, he thought he had voiced his own pleasure. But as the moaning continued, he realized it was Tom. Turning his head, he saw Tom leaning against the door, his hand inside the opening of the towel wrapped around his waist, gently tugging at his own growing erection. At the erotic sight, Booker could no longer contain himself. “Tommy,” he moaned, as his own hand started working back and forth over his own cock.
Their eyes met; both boys’ pupils now fully dilated as they jerked off in rhythm, each moaning their pleasure at the sight of the other masturbating. Booker felt his orgasm rising and his pace quickened. As his climax hit, his eyes widened and he cried out Tom’s name as warm semen covered his hand and mixed with the warm water, before flowing down the drain.
Hearing Dennis’ vocal release, it only took Tom another few seconds before his own orgasm hit hard. “Fuuck!” he screamed, as he ejaculated over his fingers. His body shuddered at the thrill of his stimulation and a pleasant warmth washed over his body. Panting heavily, he wiped his hand on his towel as he watched Dennis bask in his own post orgasmic bliss.
Catching Booker’s eye, Tom gave a shy grin. Booker smiled back and turning off the shower, he stepped out into the bathroom. Still dripping wet, he pulled Tom into his arms and held him close. Tom laid his head on Dennis’ shoulder, wrapping his arms around his friend’s waist. The two boys remained motionless for several minutes before silently pulling apart.
Booker quickly dried off before taking Tom’s hand and leading him into the bedroom. Throwing off his towel, he pulled back the covers and climbed into bed. Tom paused for a moment before dropping his own towel and getting in under the covers. Laying his head on Booker’s smooth chest, Tom felt a protective arm wrap around his shoulders and gentle fingers begin to stroke his arm. Closing his eyes, Tom took comfort in Dennis’ nurturing embrace. Letting out a contented sigh, his eyelids grew heavy and he slowly drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep.
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