Snapshots of a Love Affair

by Olivia Sutton

part 1

Two years after Marty's assault, Jeff and Marty are 16

Marty lay on his back, arms behind his head, thinking quietly to himself, then he turned and looked at Jeff in the twin bed next to him. Their room was dark, but light filtered in from the street and Marty could see Jeff's face on the pillow. Jeff lay, on his side, his hands, next to his head, looking, Marty thought, so innocent and so lovely. Marty continued staring at Jeff, gazing at him, and realised that he was in love. Deeply in love with his best mate. He'd felt feelings for Jeff before, for a few years now, and he had even mentioned to his counsellor, Beth, that he thought he might be attracted to Jeff. Beth had urged him to talk to Jeff about it, but Marty never had, fearing that he would lose Jeff's friendship if he said anything. Marty continued to look at Jeff, fantasizing about kissing Jeff's soft lips and running his fingers through his hair. Then Jeff stirred, and woke up.

"Jeff?" asked Marty, looking over at his mate.

Jeff turned in his own bed towards Marty, "Yah, Marty?"

"Jeff, have you ever..." Marty stopped suddenly, "Never mind, Jeff, I'm being daft."

Jeff leaned on his elbow, "Marty, What is it?"

Marty pulled the covers up, and rolled to face away from Jeff, murmuring, "No, forget it, Jeff."

Jeff got out of his bed and went to Marty's bed, cautiously he put a hand on Marty's shoulder, "Come on, now, Marty, What is it?"

Marty turned towards Jeff, his eyes bright, "Jeff, have you ever thought, ever wondered?" He stopped again.

Jeff looked at Marty suspiciously, taking his hand from Marty's shoulders, "Have you been having nightmares, again, Marty?"

Marty shook his head, "No, Jeff."

Jeff looked away, then asked, "You're not... Marty, you're not thinking about... Marty, you promised me, never again, and..."

Marty looked at Jeff, shocked, "No! No, Jeff! That's not what I was thinking. It's the furthest thing from my mind. It was over a year ago, Jeff!"

"Two, Marty, it was two years ago," Jeff said, looking cautiously at his mate, then he carefully placed his hands on Marty's shoulders, "I'm sorry, but I had to ask. So what is it? Something is on your mind and..."

Marty looked up at Jeff, quietly enjoying the feeling of Jeff's hands on his shoulders. He took a deep breath, then another, trying to work up the courage to speak.

Jeff felt Marty breathing deeply, "Come on, Marty, you know you can trust me. You can tell me anything," with his hands still lightly on Marty's shoulders, Jeff added, "Tell me, Marty."

Marty swallowed, but knew he could trust his mate, "Jeff, have you ever wondered what it would be like to... to make love with your best mate?"

Jeff sat, frozen, kneeling next to Marty's bed, and then he moved to Marty, lying on top of him and kissed him, gently, on the lips.

Marty took Jeff in his arms, smiled, and said, "I take it, that is a yes?"

Jeff nodded, softly, "I've thought about doing that so many times, but I'd never, ever hurt you, Marty. I'd never scare you, and I... I didn't want you to think..."

"Shush, Jeff, shush, you couldn't hurt me if you tried. I mean, you'd never hurt me, Jeff..." Marty stopped talking and kissed Jeff hard, opening Jeff's mouth and darting his tongue into it.

Jeff responded, kissing Marty back, exploring his mouth with his own tongue, and putting his arms around Marty. Then he felt something in his head, Marty? he thought.

I'm here, Jeff, Marty responded, I didn't know I could do this. Marty flooded Jeff with his feelings, feelings of friendship and love, as he kissed Jeff deeply.

Marty? Jeff thought, tentatively, Marty, How? Caught up in Marty's emotional tide, Jeff responded, letting his own emotional floodgates open, flooding Marty with feelings of friendship and the first stirrings of love.

I don't know, Jeff, I really don't know. I mean, I've known what you were thinking before, but I didn't know I could do this. I don't even know what this is, Jeff felt Marty smile in his mind, But it's brilliant! Marty added.

Jeff thought for a second, then let his own feelings of desire for Marty come to the surface, tentatively Jeff thought back at Marty, It's fantastic! Marty, can we do more than kiss?

Oh, can we, just? Kissing is only the beginning. Marty reluctantly broke his contact with Jeff's lips, then kissed Jeff's torso, moving closer and closer to Jeff's pyjama bottoms, Jeff, lie down, and get those silly things off!

Oh, Jeff thought back, embarrassed, then he pulled off the flannel trousers, scrambling to get off Marty. Marty covered Jeff's body with his own, If you want me to stop, Jeff, tell me. If anything I do starts to scare you, stop me, all right? I won't force you into anything.

Marty, I want this. I want you to do... to do everything, Marty. Please.

Marty gave a mental nod, and flooded Jeff with another wave of his love and trust, then he went down on Jeff, taking his penis into his mouth.

"Oh, god, Marty!" screamed Jeff, aloud.

Shush, Jeff! Your mum is only next door.

Sorry, Marty, but that's... it's incredible!

Uh-huh, you wait... Marty licked and nipped and played with his mate's penis in his mouth. Jeff arched and thrust, pulling back and thrusting again and again, until finally he came. Marty turned to the side and spit. Sorry, Jeff, the last bit was a little gross. But the rest was just fine. I love you.

I love you, Marty, can I... What should I do?

Marty pulled back, moving along the bed 'til his face was near Jeff's, and whispered, "Enter me, Jeff."

Jeff looked at Marty confused, then thought at him, I'll do anything, Marty, but I don't know what you mean?

Jeff, I want you to make love to me, and... images flooded from Marty to Jeff, if you don't want to do it, it's okay, Jeff.

Oh, Marty! That's what Beth said he... the monster did to you, I won't hurt you like that Marty, even if you ask me to. I can't hurt you, Marty, not ever, even if you want me to, I just can't.

It won't hurt me, because I love you, Jeff. I think you love me. It's not the same thing if you love the other person.

Jeff turned to Marty and kissed him, Tell me what to do.

Listening to Marty in his mind, Jeff left the bed, then found a bottle of suntan oil in a bag in the bedroom cupboard, he returned to the bed, his flesh covered in goose pimples, Jeff squirted the oil on Marty's back, and massaged his shoulders and back.

That's incredible, Jeff, honestly, your hands are magic. Now, my arse, Jeff.

Jeff did as he was told, massaging the oil on Marty's arse.

Now yourself and more in... well, you know.

Jeff oiled his own penis, and rubbed handfuls of oil on his mate, then thought, One last time, Marty, I'm asking you one last time. Are you sure you want me to do this?

Don't you want to?

I don't know, honestly. I can't see how this will be anything but painful for you. I love you, Marty, but I won't give you pain to prove it.

Marty turned around and faced Jeff in the dark, "I want it, Jeff. I trust you, and it won't hurt, that's what the oil is for. I want you inside me, Jeff. I want to feel your love, please do it."

Jeff nodded, then stroked his own penis until it was hard and ready, then he entered his best mate. Clumsily at first, but gradually with more and more skill, he thrust into Marty, listening to his groans of pleasure, and feeling bright red thoughts of pleasure and desire in his mind. Jeff continued until he finally came and slid out of Marty.

Wow, Jeff, that was so incredible. Thank you, Jeff.

My pleasure. Your turn, Marty.

What?

I enjoyed that. I was afraid of it, afraid of hurting you, but I enjoyed that. Do it to me. Let me feel you in me, Marty. Please.

Marty closed his eyes in thought, then a randy smile came to his lips, Yah, Jeff, I will.

Jeff scrambled on the bed, and Marty moved to let him. Laying on top of Jeff, he bent and kissed his mate, whispering, "I love you," into the nape of his neck.

"I know," answered Jeff, sighing.

Marty kissed Jeff's back, then took the oil and oiled it, giving Jeff a massage, to his shoulders and back. I love you, Jeff, I love you, he repeated the thought over and over, as he squeezed and kneaded Jeff's shoulders. Gradually, Marty's hands moved to Jeff's buttocks and he massaged and squeezed, adding oil at will, before oiling his fingers and slipping them into his mate.

Jeff groaned with pleasure. That's incredible, Marty.

It needs to be gradual, Jeff, or it will hurt. And I don't want to hurt you, Jeff. I won't. Not ever.

I trust you, Marty. Do it, please, do it. Take me, Marty. I love you and I want you in me.

Marty nodded, then sent a message of agreement in his head, Get ready, Jeff, there might be some pain at first, but then it will feel good, I promise.

You didn't have pain, Marty.

I'm not a virgin, Jeff.

Jeff felt red hot, then thought to Marty, Beth said that... she said what happened to you was an act of violence, not sex Jeff's thoughts broke off in confusion.

She told me the same thing, but being raped, meant the monster stole my virginity, Jeff. But, but I'm taking yours because it's what you want. Jeff, listen, I love you and I want to be in you, but there will be some pain. I'll be gentle, Jeff, but...

I want it, I want you. Do it now, Marty.

Marty finished rubbing the oil on Jeff arse and on himself, then gently as he could, he entered his mate, and began slow, deliberate strokes.

Jeff grabbed the sheets of the bed, his eyes opening, groaning in pain, but as Marty continued, his pain was replaced by pleasure. He happily reflected his feelings to Marty. Marty revelled in his mate's thoughts and feelings of love, and flooded him with his own feelings, whilst his body took Jeff's body, giving them both pleasure. Finally, Marty came and slid out of Jeff. He scrambled off Jeff and into his arms. Jeff kissed Marty, gently. Marty returned the kiss, then put his arms around Jeff, who returned the embrace, and the two drifted off, asleep, in each others arms.

Jeff awoke the next morning, realising, he wasn't alone in bed, and looked down at Marty below him. Marty's hair was tussled by sleep. Jeff smiled at his mate, his lover, and then he smiled again at the thought, before gently lowering himself to Marty and kissing him.

Marty awoke with a start, struggling with the weight on top of him, then he opened his eyes.

Jeff saw the terror in Marty's eyes and pulled away, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't think, Marty, after last night... I saw you, and you looked so adorable, I just couldn't..."

Marty raised a hand to Jeff's mouth and covered it, "It's okay, it's okay. It was only because I was still asleep, that you scared me, Jeff. That's all. You know Beth told you, told us, that I might react automatically when I was asleep. I'm sorry, Jeff."

Jeff nodded, "Well, I don't think she imagined we'd be doing what we did last night. Uh, Marty, Why are we talking?" Why not? Jeff thought, then noticed a quizzical look on Marty's face.

Memories of the previous night flooded Marty's mind, Jeff, Can you hear me?

Jeff looked at Marty, then said, "What was that, Marty? I couldn't hear, it was muffled."

Marty looked at Jeff in shock, then quickly kissed him, JEFF! Can you hear me?

Of course, I can hear you, Marty! You don't need to shout! But you couldn't hear me earlier, could you?

Earlier? What did you try to say, to think, to me earlier?

Nothing, I just asked you why not do this, rather than talk. But you didn't answer me.

Hum, we'll figure it out, Jeff. However, it works, it's working now, but if we don't get cleaned up and downstairs in a hurry, you're mother will come in here.

Oh, god! Don't want her finding us together, do we?

You don't think she'd be upset, do you, Jeff? I mean, really upset? She wouldn't throw me out?

If she did, I'd leave with you, Marty. I'm never, ever going to leave you! Jeff finished the thought by flooding Marty with emotion.

Marty responded, flooding Jeff with his own emotions, then said aloud, "We need to stop for now. You want the first shower?"

Jeff nodded, then scrambled off the bed, to find his dressing gown.

You have the cutest arse, Jeff!

Marty!

Marty smiled to himself, then snuggled back into bed for a last few minutes of sleep.