Date: Sat, 16 Oct 2010 00:28:39 -0400 From: Davis B Subject: Jumper-chapter 4-high school I started to unbutton his shirt. We were kissing slowly, but the force and passion behind it. Once his shirt and my shirt were off he rolled me on top of him without breaking the kiss. His body was hot and it felt good in contrast to the cold weather. Reese was gently stroking my spine up down causing me to shiver. I stopped and looked at him. His heavy breathing was causing me to go up down on his chest. "Wait! Will someone hear us?" He continued to stroke my back gently. "No" he said in a whisper, " My parents are in Spain and Claire is at someone's house." I smiled, which made him smile. I kissed him once. Then again, and soon the passionate make out session was underway again. The only thing between in the way of my lust now was Reese's pants. I ran my hand along his thighs and felt the fabric of his pants under my fingers. Not good enough. I wanted to feel his beautiful skin under me. I ran my hand up along the Length of his leg until I was this belt. I felt around the leather belt until I found the buckle. Once the belt was gone from his waist. His pants came off easy enough, and slid off his underwear even faster. Before my eyes was an 8 inch masterpiece. It seemed perfect. 8 inches long and reasonably thick. I sighed a sigh of pleasure. I looked up at Reese. He had his eyes posed and was wearing a closed mouthed smile. I kissed the tip of his beautiful cock. He let out quiet moan. I smiled and slid the tip of my tongue up and down the back of his dick above his balls. He shivered. This was the first time I had taken his balls into notice. They were big but not huge. They were perfect. In perfect proportion with his dick. I kissed each one before going back to his dick. I took the head in my mouth and my head slowly up and down on it. After about 30 seconds I took in the rest of his dick into my mouth. I started sucking faster. Reese's expression had changed from the calm happy one to one of extreme pleasure. His face was now scrunched up as he moaned. He put his hand on the back of my head. He wasn't using it to force my head down faster but instead he was switching between stroking my hair and rubbing the nape of my neck. His hips slowly started moving with my head. I took this as a que to go faster. I took as much of the dick In my mouth as I could as my head bobbed up and down faster and faster. Reese's moans grew louder and he mumbled some words iouldn't understand. He repeated them again. This time I understood him. "I'm gonna cum!" he yelled. I kept going faster and faster until the first shot of hot cum hit the back of my throat. Reese's hand clenched in my hair and I felt his body shudder as the last rope of cum shot in to my mouth. I swallowed it all just like I did with Remy. But this felt better. Tasted better too. Remy's body went limp and I took my mouth of his softening penis. I climbed up next to him. His eyes were still closed and he was still smiling. I gave him a kiss. "Hmmmmmm" he said. He opened his eyes slowly, and he kissed me again. He was rubbing my lowerback and upper butt through my prom pants. "My turn." He said. He slid down to y pants. He undid my belt and slid off my pants faster than I thought possible. I was wearing a pair of gray boxer briefs that had a pre cum spot on it from the previous excitement. He smiled and kissed the length of my penis through the boxers. Once he got to the bottom he nibbled at my dick all the way back to the top. Which felt like a very long way through the shudders and moans. He pulled my boxers off and threw them across the room. My 7 inch dick was completely hard by now. Reese didn't waste any time he took my whole dick in his mouth and quickly sped up his sucking speed. I moaned and he stopped sucking until I felt his warm mouth enveloped one of my balls. It tickled and my body convulsed. He went back to my dick and sucked harder and faster than before. Within seconds of the sucking I shot 7 hot ropes of cum deep into his throat. I was breathing deeply when Reese moved up next to me. I rolled onto his body and we started kissing. One hand caressed my back while his index finger on his other hand rubbed my crack. He slipped his finger through the crease and into my puckered hole. I jumped and felt him slowly push it in and out. After a second or two he slipped another finger in there, and then another. Soon he had five fingers in my virgin hole. It felt good. The hand slipped out of my hole and into the drawer of his bedside table. "How'd you get that?" I asked curiously. He smiled. "A very long and awkward talk with my dad." I smiled and put the condom on his newly hard dick. We stood up and I leaned over the side of his bed. Expecting his dick to enter my hole I jumped when I felt the tickling sensation of his tongue sliding around my hole. I shuddered. I felt the head of his dick enter my hole and yelped a little bit in pain but it quickly subsided and then felt the pleasure of his huge dick rammed in and out of my hole. I moaned in chorus with Reese. It felt so good. I loved everything about it. I loved the contact, I loved the contact, and I even loved the tickle of his pubes tickling my butt cheeks as his dick jammed into my ass. I moaned rhythmically until Reese held out a long groan and he stopped thrusting. I knew he had cum again. He withdrew his dick and I helped pull of the condom before we both collapsed on the bed and felt asleep in each other's arms. I woke up as the sun filtered through the blinds of Reese's windows. I checked my phone 8 a.m. I sighed. I'd never been able to sleep late. Just like my dad taught me. "Always be the first up, and the last down. Then no one can catch you off guard." I got up and sat on the side of the be rubbing my face. I looked up at the door and there was Claire. Silence. "Hi." I said awkwardly. More silence. "Look I know this looks bad but honest, nothing happened." She scoffed and bent over. My face turned bright red when I saw what was in her hand. She held it like she was holding the tail of a dead rat. "I can tell." She said as she threw the used condom into the trash. I almost had a heart attack when I realized I was still naked. I looked down and then let out a sigh of relief as I saw my Gray boxer briefs covering my groin area. I must have put them on last night last night when I went to the bathroom. "That's not from us" She was still smiling. She walked around the bed to wear Reese was still sleeping soundlessly. She kept eye contact with me for a second before ripping back the sheets that covered his lower half. Thanks god he was facing me or she would have seen a lot more than just his butt. I blushed again and she replaced the sheets. "Just please don't tell Layla." I begged. She looked toward the door "I don't have to." I turned around at the doorway was Layla in sweatpants and a school sweatshirt on. She must've been the person Claire had spent the night with, and Layla had probably just brought her home. It was awkward for a minute before she turned and walked down the hall towards the stairs. I got up off the bed and chased her down the stairs to the door. I grabbed the door as she opened the door and she spun around. "Can we talk?" I asked. She spun around and started walking again "Nothing to talk about." She said over her shoulder. I grabbed her arm again. The sudden rage of her melodramatics about all of this took away my judgment "I don't know what the big deal is, you went on like # dates! Maybe!" She recoiled, and I saw the look of hurt all over her face. I wish I could take it back but I couldn't. She moved closer to me. Close enough that I could smell her morning breath. "It's not about that, it's about the fact that my BEST friend betrayed me." This time I recoiled. I saw him first, didn't I? Since when was this betrayal. "It's not about that either! You think so highly of yourself you can't comprehend that someone would want me instead of you!" That was a slap to the face. Literally. She slapped me in the face, and with that slap she took all my anger at her. She walked away towards her car. A small Mazda that she hadn't used much this winter since the icy roads. I wanted to walk after her and apologize, but I knew the best thing for her was to cool off. I turned back to the door, finally feeling the cold that had been around my mostly naked body. There was Reese finally awake and apparently confused from the conversation he must've heard. I wasn't in the mood to talk so I just jumped up to his room and started putting on clothes. I had barely put on my socks when Reese was there again. "She seemed pretty mad." He said. "I know but she will get over it?.I hope." He was silent for awhile. "I don't want to be the cause of the fight." I laughed, a little too late for that. "He slowly moved towards me as I struggled to pull my pants on. "So maybe it's best if we take a break. I froze. "What?" I replied. "Just until you guys make up." My defense mechanism went up. It was like I thought I could jump away from the pain, and that's exactly what I did. Jumped. e sweats and a t-shirt. I was pissed, and all that rage was making me hungry so I went downstairs. When I got downstairs I saw my dad standing on one side of the island table we had in the kitchen and an unfamiliar red head sitting up very straight on a stool across the table. "Hello" I said awkwardly. My dad took a step toward me. "Sam, this is Cleo. She's a stray that one of my old army buddies rescued." I looked at Cleo wondering how she was liking be talked about like a dog. She was just staring around the room, trying to take in he bearings I guess.Of course we weren't actually calling her a dog, it was just the code words for experiments my fathers army buddies managed to get out of whatever dreadful place they kept them. "What can you do?" I asked Cleo directly this time. Out of nowhere blueberry muffin flew off the table at me. I caught it and smiled at her "thanks." She turned toward me and smiled. "I turned toward my dad "I'm going out." I grabbed a pair of keys off the key rack and walked towards the door. "Would you mind bringing Cleo?" I turned around to reply but Cleo was already behind me. Cool. I would ask her about herself while we were on our aimless drive to nowhere. I clicked the unlock button on the keys and walked toward the car that flashed, it was the escalade. Cleo got in the passenger seat and we were off. After a moment of awkward silence I asked the question that was on my mind. "So what's your story?" I took a quick peek at her for a second and got my first good look at her. She was stunningly good looking. She had fiery red hair that looked great in contrast with her pale skin and and green eyes. They weren't an ugly green but a bright beautiful green. Her expression was a questioning one. Like she was questioning whether to tell me or not. "Hey you can tell me, I'm just like you. I mean I don't have any experience with the army experiment part, but I have a freaky mutant power too. I teleport. She gave me a yeah right look. I smiled, this is my favorite part. She was in awe, because were no longer in Ohio. We were riding down the las Vegas strip. It was still dark there because of the time difference and everything shone out against the night sky. It was still active there and people wearing all kinds of clothes were walking around. Then we were back in Ohio riding down the street. "Your turn." She sighed. "Too sum it up I spent three years as an army experiment, They turned me into a power bank. I have multiples abilities because I was one of the only people who survived all of the experiments." There was one thing I couldn't put together. "If you're so powerful, how come you just stayed there?" I saw a flash of pain pass through her eyes. "It's okay if you don't to tell me, I Understand." She took a deep breath in. "No, it's fine. It's just I tried to get out once, to go back to my parents. The official story was that I was kidnapped. So they were happy to see me for the first five minutes until they found out what I could do. Then they wanted nothing to do with me. I tried to live on my own, but then they found me again, and I stopped caring where I was. After that the experiments were more painful, more extreme, but I had nothing to live for. I didn't care. At one point I was hoping I would just die. Then after one other experiment they made it way harder for me to die, they made me close to indestructible." Wow I thought, what a badass. I knew it probably wasn't was I should've been thinking, but it was super true. "That was when I met Joseph, that's your fathers friends name. He became my mentor. Teaching me what I was supposed to do, and one night he woke me up late. I just thought it was a a night lesson or something. When we got near the limit of the property where a pair of guards were waiting. He turned to me and told me that he had convinced the head honcho to let us do some real lessons outside of the ward. As we the guards followed us out he looked around to make sure the guards were out of earshot and hurriedly told me that when he havens the sign hit him and then take out the guards. After about 15 minutes and a mile later he itches his nose 4 times which was a signal we used in drills. After a moment of hesitation I spun and kicked Joseph in the stomach. He doubled over I elbowed him on top of the head and ran the 15 feet between myself and the guards. By that time they were ready, by they were no match, I had been trained to fight and my muscle memory made me as good as any of the masters I'd ever had had" I wondered what muscle memory was but decided not to ask until the story was over. "I wanted to make this quick. I dropped low, spun, and brought their legs out from under them. I stepped on the closest ones stomach and his body came up around my foot and I kicked him in the head. He dropped unconscious. I jumped over him and held the throat of the other guy until he passed out. I ran back to Joseph. He was lying in the position he had fallen in but his eyes were open. He was smiling. He explained how he had to look knocked out so he wouldn't look like a traitor, and how we were going to escape. He jumped me to a location he and your father had decided on. Here I am." She sat there awkwardly not knowing what to say. If I was straight I would totally date this girl, but I already knew she was going to be a big hit wherever she ended up. I could also tell when she got more comfortable and was in her badass state, she was going to be a man-eater. "So what shall we do?" I asked as we rounded a corner. She shrugged and out of the corner of my eye I saw a hair salon, and I got an idea. Two hours later we walked out of the hair salon looking like different people. Me I had dyed my hair to a gold/honey color and gotten it cut down noticeably. No longer did it reach my eyebrows or my ears, it was a couple of inches off my head and stood straight out but pointed to the left a bit. I admit I was trying to look like Edward from Twilight a bit, but it worked for me, I thought I looked good, and even got a wink from a couple of the ladies doing hair there. Cleo didn't get much of a change, her hair was now professionally curled, and yellow highlights and dark red highlights all mixed in with her orange hair. She reminded me of a flame. She was smiling. "You look great." She said. "You too." She brought her hands through her hair. Still smiling. I decided to leave the car at the salon and take Cleo for a walk around a cooler part of the area. I learned about it from Layla when I first started school. She learned about it from her dance friends. We walked down the sidewalk of a street that had no cars running up or down it, it was quiet enough that you could hear the beat, of the music from down the street. She looked at me "What is that?" she said while turning her head to get a better listen. I just smiled at her and sped up our walking pace a little bit. The crowd was big today. I saw a couple of kids from school who I knew of but doubted they knew me, and a lot of other people I didn't know. I knew Layla liked to hang out here to learn new moves and meet people and stuff, but I really hoped she wasn't here today, but of course, with my luck, I was wrong. She was there. I pushed through the circle to the front, and there were 5 people in the inner circle of the circle. That was the circle of people who were actively dancing but stopped occasionally to watch one another and laugh. The circle changed often, and the only person inside the circle I noticed was Layla and after a quick glance at me her smile faded a little and she walked out of the inner circle back through the crowd. I followed her with my eyes and saw her talking to someone. A familiar blond head, and suddenly I knew this day couldn't get any worse. Remy was there bent over a little bit to talk to Layla, and I saw her look over his shoulder at me, and saw him turn towards me and then create a weird expression I had never seen before. It was a look I guessed was of anger, which made me think he had learned of how I had cheated on him. This was horrible, but then again it was easier than having to break up with him, which I knew would have been inevitable. I hadn't noticed but Layla had moved back through the crowd through the inner circle to where we were. She was accompanied by a couple of guys who looked cool enough, but they also seemed like they would do whatever Layla wanted, and that probably wasn't a good thing at this point. I looked at her confused, Remy was standing a few feet behind the guys accompanying Layla. "I'll ask you nicely once to leave." Her face was emotionless, and I couldn't believe how ridiculous this situation had become out of such a simple problem. "Why?" I shot back. "You either dance or you leave." She said with a bit more sass than her last comment. "So all these people are dancing?" I asked sarcastically. She signaled for the guys to get me out of there, but I didn't move, I could probably take all three of them by myself, and I was in the mood for a good fight. The first guy tried to push me but I shoved his arms away and pushed him backwards. He stumbled, but regained his balance quickly and swung at me. I could've blocked it, if I had had the chance. Faster than I thought possible A pale hand came out of nowhere and stopped the big hand flying at my face. My jaw dropped, because the hand the body belonged to was Cleo. "I'll dance." She started to take off her jacket while the crowd was reassembling the circle. "Can you dance?" I asked urgently. I would rather leave then be embarrassed. She didn't look at me when she replied. "Let's hope so." I was nervous, this wasn't friendly dancing anymore, this was a battle between Layla and Cleo. "How about we make things interesting?" Layla asked when Cleo entered the inner circle. She continued "Hundred bucks?" Cleo smiled with a new attitude I hadn't seen yet but was longing to experience. The music started and Layla closed her eyes for a second before Cleo interrupted "What are you doing?" Layla opened her eyes "About to dance?" Cleo smiled "I thought it was ladies first?" Layla charged at Cleo to be stopped by a couple guys from the crowd. I caught a glance of Remy and saw him laughing too, only to stop when he saw me looking. I turned my attention back to the dancing. The music began. I was surprised. Cleo knew how to dance. The movements were a little different than usual but she compensated by some sick flips. Now it was Layla's turn. The song changed suddenly to a lot more provocative song, and Layla's dance utilized that. She used her sexiness and anger to try and intimidate Cleo, the moves weren't anything special, I guessed Layla was trying to hustle her. Too bad Layla was about to be hustled. After a couple more minutes and a lot of switching between dancing nothing super "wow" had occurred, but Cleo needed to do something fast or she was going to lose. Cleo's style was what these people were used to so they didn't like it as much. After Cleo's turn Layla called over the music "Hey watch and learn little red, while Mama brings the real fire." Cleo looked at me, and I gave her the signal to do whatever she could to win. Layla started dancing a new crazy fast dance that entranced everyone. With one final glance Cleo rushed forward as close as she could comfortably next to Layla and started mimicking the moves, and for the third time my jaw dropped. Cleo was copying the same moves that Layla did, as she did them! I was shocked, and Layla was confused. Layla's expression took on a new confused one as she danced, and Cleo backed her up forcefully until she was just part of the crowd and had no room to dance anymore. Cleo continued with quick fast movements and ending with a head spin into a headstand where her foot was pointing at Layla. I heard someone next to me "OH no she didn't." The voice wasn't angry, but surprised, and it made me laugh. "Layla rushed forward and pushed Cleo "You think that's funny?" Cleo took the push and made no offensive move in return. A smile was across her face "A little" she said mockingly. "It was cute, but your nothing out here, I'm topdog." Cleo moved towards Layla slowly with a quizzical look on her face. "You know what, keep your money" she looked at Layla directly now and her tone changed from nice back to the attitude "Buy yourself some new dance moves, because that shit was wack." With that she started walking towards me, scopping her jacket off the ground fluidly. Layla made another attempt at a charge but Cleo didn't turn back and walked right past me "Let's go" I followed. Back in the car I turned to Cleo before we moved. "How did you do that? Can you see the future?" The attitude had died down and now it was normal Cleo again. "I mean I can but I didn't. That was simple muscle memory; I saw her dance moves and mimicked them." I thought about it for a moment "Well then how did you do the same moves she did as she did them" another smile "Oh that, that's easy. I just analyzed her movements for a few milliseconds before I started the, if you noticed I was behind just a little bit. I didn't notice. I smiled this time "What would you think about going to school with me on Monday?" She cocked her head like she was thinking. "Will Layla be there?" I nodded and a mischievous look grew on her face "I'm in." I smiled, atta girl. Thank you to everyone who reads my stories, sorry for the late installment but I have been so busy, I love to hear from you about your thoughts to the story and also where you think the story should go or what should happen, because It might help because honestly I make it up as I go along, so thanks for reading and feel free to email me at Thanks again!