Justin's Secret Ch. 07

"Hey..." Jason said in a worried tone, cupping Justin's cheek to turn him gently back. "Sorry. Is this too much? We can go as slow as you want Justin."

Justin bit down on his lip and clenched his eyes shut to avoid the waterworks, but it hardly worked. He felt so guilty that Jason was being so nice and he didn't know about his secret yet. Tears were working their way down his face already. Justin cupped his hand over his mouth and tried his hardest to stop it, wishing so hard in his head that he was born a male physically. He felt so guilty to be keeping it from Jason and he had no idea how to tell him. He didn't want to throw this away.

Jason grew concerned at the reddening, now wet face of the boy who was so happy a second ago. He pulled him into his arms, but the comfort only made it worse and soon Justin was sobbing into Jason's open arms.

"I'm sorry." Justin choked out somewhat audibly, guiltily letting Jason spoil him with tender comfort. He'd never cried in front of Jason before, not like this, and he was embarrassed but far too upset and was enjoying the warm strokes and cuddles too much to stop.

Once he had audibly calmed down, Jason whispered gently to him: "Is this not what you want then?" Justin could hear the strain in his tone.

"No, no..." Justin sniffled, pulling back to wipe his wet cheeks with his sleeves, sniffling. "No... I do... I just... Jason, you're going to hate me!" The sobs started up again.

Jason pulled him back with welcoming arms, murmuring sweet words of comfort. He'd never been good with crying girls in the past, but he felt like he had a natural knack for dealing with Justin. He knew he was comforting him and that made him feel really nice, especially the feel of him calming down in his arms. He liked it when the sobs slowed down to sniffles and little hiccups and tiny sighs -- it made him feel like he was actually helping. He found it all too strange, but he liked it. It helped a lot that he found it adorable, too.

"I couldn't hate you, Justin." Jason finally spoke when he'd calmed down.

"You don't know, you don't know..." Justin mumbled sadly into his shoulder, fidgeting with discomfort of the topic of conversation.

Jason had a horrible feeling in his gut -- he knew Justin wasn't the type, but he was ever so frightened that his little male had gotten with someone else over the course of their forming relationship. That's all he could think of. That and the annoying voice in his head that he had to try and block out every time Justin did something strangely familiar and feminine, so his train of thought went back to the first thing. He felt sick but continued to comfort the sad boy in his arms.

Jason pulled back, trying to look Justin in the eyes. "Have you been with someone else?" He tried to appear like he wasn't completely bothered by even the mere thought of it.

"God, no, never!" Justin cried, not avoiding eye contact anymore. He felt upset that he'd driven Jason to think something like that and decided to man up. He wiped his eyes free of tears and sniffled, trying to build up his confidence to tell Jason.

"Sorry... you just seem really upset and I thought..." Jason was distracted by how precious Justin looked as he tried to be strong when it was so obvious whatever the issue is was troubling him hard.

"It's not that." Justin mumbled, looking down at his fiddling hands, trying not to start crying again. He tried spitting the words out but nothing was coming -- the sentences that he'd start faded out into stammers and frustrated sighs. "I need to tell you something before this turns into something and it's really fucking hard." Justin croaked. Jason started laughing a little and Justin let himself laugh solemnly with how frustrated he was.

"Alright. Let's make it a game then." Jason started. He knew Justin wouldn't be able to resist, given how fond he was of the get to know each other game Jason had proposed.

Justin couldn't help but smile -- he didn't want to, he was upset and it was serious, but Jason taking it lightly provided a lot of comfort.

"Give me clues and I'll try and guess?" Jason offered. "Or just give me clues until you're ready to tell me. Sound okay?" Justin nodded, not being able to tear his eyes away from Jason's comforting ones. "Alright. You have to go through with it because I'm curious. Go." Jason half-joked. "Wait." He leaned in to kiss Justin gently a couple of times. "Now go." He smirked.

Justin pouted, but didn't have it in him to cry since Jason was being so tender. "I can't. I don't..." He sighed, trailing his hands up to rest on Jason's broad shoulders. "Can't I just give you a blow job and we can completely forget I even shed a tear?" He laughed solemnly, somewhat actually hoping for a yes.

"You can blow me after? That sounds sweet to me." Jason laughed, making Justin release a giggle and a little whine of frustration.

"That's not fair!" Justin pushed him playfully. "You probably won't even let me look at you after I tell you, let alone blow you." He mumbled, pouting, letting his hands drop from Jason's shoulders and into his lap.

"That's not true. I couldn't give up your blow jobs even if you told me you murdered someone." Jason joked, pulling Justin into his lap, wanting to provide some sort of comfort that would hopefully provoke the information out of him.

"Aw, I'm flattered." Justin couldn't help but laugh despite his foul mood. "Okay -- I haven't murdered someone." He giggled. "Is that enough clues? Can we stop now?" he asked, wiggling around in Jason's lap to get comfortable.

Jason groaned at the contact. "Stop that -- or our deal will have to start with the blow job instead." He put his hands on Justin's ass to still him, but mainly just to feel it again.

"I'd like that." Justin mumbled, fidgeting on purpose now.

"Too bad." Jason smirked and pinched Justin's ass through the grey sweats, making him yelp in both surprise and pleasure. "Come on now baby, what's wrong?" He asked sympathetically, laying down and pulling Justin with him to lay on his chest and straddle his waist like before. "This is serious -- I don't want you all upset." His hands were still happily on Justin's perfectly round ass, squeezing at his cheeks.

"That wasn't nice." Justin scolded in a whisper, but the pair of them knew he'd liked it. He let out a little moan at Jason's manipulation, his body overcoming with lust for the man beneath him. He resisted the urge to push his hips to feel that bulge he knew was waiting for him. His clit was throbbing erratically between his legs, so much he was sure Jason could feel it. Strangely enough, he wanted him to feel it.

"I'll keep going if you tell me." He lightly slapped Justin's ass, moving his hands up to rest on the small of his back under his shirt, smoothing the skin their with his hands.

"Oh, you're mean." Justin smiled, snuggling his head into Jason's chest, feeling so comfortable and combined with crying, he felt like he was about to fall asleep. The thought gave him an idea, and he spat it out before he could regret it. "When you're sure that I'm asleep tonight, go in the cupboard above the sink. Bottom shelf, right behind everything. You'll know what I mean when you see it."

"Alright... and it'll... tell me?" Jason looked unsure.

"Definitely."

Justin regretted it instantly. He even opted to go into the bathroom to hide the hidden box of sanitary towels he'd directed Jason to, but he knew that he had to know. If he was mad, he could just leave and that would be that, Justin would have no idea due to being asleep -- if he wasn't, that would be awesome but Justin wouldn't have to be awake for the trauma. It was the perfect plan, but he was still beyond nervous. He felt like crying again but Jason was being so supportive he didn't have it in him.

"You can't tell anyone though. You might be mad, but please respect me enough to just keep it to yourself." Justin knew it was childish, but he held out his pinky finger.

Jason cocked his eyebrow. "I'm a little concerned, but alright." He mumbled in confusion, linking his pinky finger with Justin's. "I promise. No more clues for now?" Jason pouted -- he felt so curious it hurt, and he hated the thought of something hurting and upsetting his twink.

Justin felt sick. He didn't want to talk about it anymore and decided to change the topic by sliding down so his face was above Jason's crotch.

"I see." Jason laughed, leaning his head back, letting Justin forget about what was upsetting him. He was going to find out that night anyway.

Justin was quick to have what he wanted in his mouth. He wanted to forget everything that had just happened -- he didn't want to think about tonight, when Jason would find out. He just wanted to have a nice evening before Jason wanted nothing to do with him. The thought almost brought him tears again, but he avoided it by squeezing his eyes shut, taking all of Jason's cock down his throat.

"Babe..." Jason groaned, fisting a hand in his hair. He knew he'd hurt him as soon as he did it (he'd forgotten he was so strong compared to the little male), and he was about to let go and apologize but Justin responded by moaning. Jason thought back to the way Justin had responded when he'd pinched his ass and was pleasantly surprised. "My boy likes it rough?" He teased.

Despite the fact he had a cock sliding in and out of his mouth, Justin blushed at the comment. Jason was baffled as to how he could look so innocent even when committing such an act. It was beyond erotic. Justin nodded slightly in response. Jason also remembered back to when Justin had revealed he was a little interested in bondage and wanted to be tied up -- his boy had a kinky streak. That almost pushed Jason over the edge but he kept control.

"Come here." Jason pulled Justin as rough as he could bare to be with him (which was barely anything -- he couldn't stand to hurt his little twink) and adjusted the position so Justin was kneeling before him on the floor. He grabbed his cock, tracing Justin's swollen lips with the head. "Do you want this?"

"Yes." Justin sounded desperate, trying to get Jason to comply and put it in his mouth, but somehow he was resisting. Justin's eyes were still red from crying but he didn't care, he wanted to forget, he wanted to show Jason what he'd be missing if he let this go. He'd do anything.

Jason didn't miss the hand between Justin's legs, and could've sworn he grew harder at that.

"Will you let me do what I want?"

"Yes!" Justin was furiously rubbing between his legs. It had been almost a week since he'd been alone in the dorm and he sworn he had never been so horny. It was probably the only thing that was in the way of him crying, how much he needed release.

"I can be as rough as I want?"

"Yes Jason, oh please, yes. I want it." Justin was past desperate.

"Sure you can take it?" Jason was smirking, tracing the head on Justin's lips again.

"Yes Jason!" He almost scolded. "Fuck my mouth. Do it. Pull my hair too -- please!" He pleaded, whining and whimpering.

Jason almost came at that, watching Justin slip his hand under both his sweats and underwear. He had to tear his eyes away in order to not cum, trying to take his mind off of the fact he knew Justin was masturbating right in front of him, because of him.

Before he could blow his load on Justin's face, he plunged it into his mouth. Justin moaned and cried out around the cock that was now fucking his face, getting stronger with each thrust. Both of them were so close already.

The series of moans vibrating his shaft didn't stop as unknown to Jason, Justin had allowed two of his fingers to quietly fuck his hole, completely throwing any of his dignity left out of the window. He was so horny that, if he wasn't careful, he may have begged Jason to just fuck him right there, not caring about the secret he had been so upset about.

Though Jason was enjoying fucking his soon-to-be boyfriend's (so he hopes) mouth, he didn't want to be too rough for him. He was only little, and although the moans said something else, Jason momentarily broke character to ask:

"Not too rough?" He asked quietly.

Justin's closed eyes popped open, and he gave a confused 'are you serious?' look. That was enough to reassure Jason, and he laughed as he went back to sliding his cock in and out. He basked in the amazing sight of someone so small being able to take all of it at such a fast, strong pace and actually enjoy it too. It was nothing he'd ever experienced before, not even with sex.

Jason snapped out of his thoughts, both feeling and hearing Justin moaning increasingly louder and needier.

"Oh shit." Jason mumbled, fucking his mouth harder, listening to his boy on the brink of a big orgasm.

Justin knew he sounded like a complete whore, but he couldn't stop even if he tried. Having Jason's big cock slamming in and out of his mouth was enough to have him cum by itself, let alone actually masturbating as well. It had built up such a big orgasm, Justin could feel it, he was right there.

He could also feel Jason's approaching climax. He felt it due to his dick swelling, but also the way Jason had increased his pace and was pulling his hair now. Justin loved it -- it made everything better, the small pain felt so good to him, so sensational. He didn't like it too rough (Mark), but this was perfect to him. Especially since it's Jason.

Justin couldn't help but pull off of Jason's cock. Jason watched down in confusion but then realized he'd thrown himself over the edge. Justin's fingers removed themselves from his little hole, moving up to his swollen clit, rubbing it erratically. Justin bit down on his free hand, but it didn't stop his loud squeals as the big orgasm wracked his whole body.

"Oh! So good, so good!" Justin sobbed out, writhing on his knees. It was the second time he'd cum with someone else present and it felt wonderful.

It was enough for Jason to start his climax, listening to Justin's squeals of pleasure, watching how big the orgasm was. It only made it better for Justin as Jason grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled his face to his crotch. Jason jerked off over his face, moaning quietly compared to Justin's loud, almost screams of pleasure.

Just as Justin was finishing, streaks of cum splattered over his face, making the orgasm long out that little more at the disrespect, listening to Jason's rough groans. Justin was moaning quietly to himself, eyes closed with his mouth open, trying his hardest to catch some of it. Jason helped out, putting the head of his cock at his lips, squeezing out the rest onto his wanting tongue.

When Jason was finished, Justin let out a sigh of pure tiredness, flopping back onto the floor, trying to desperately get his breath back. Jason moaned one last time as collapsed and sat on the bed, chuckling lightly at the wet patch on Justin's sweats in result of his big orgasm.

Sighing of satisfaction this time, Justin pulled his hand from his sweats, hoping that Jason couldn't smell the familiar scent of a female orgasm. He felt exposed but he didn't have it in him to care.

"Perfect." Justin muttered. He didn't even feel the need to cum again as he usually did. He was satisfied, and couldn't wait for the sex if Jason accepted him after tonight.

He shook those horrible thoughts out of his head, focusing on the amazing feel of post-orgasm.

"You can say that again." He heard Jason say, along with some shuffling.

Justin popped his eyes open and watched Jason as he climbed down from the bed. He crawled over Justin's sprawled out body on the floor until they were face to face, and leaned down to kiss the cum-streaked lips.

Justin was still surprised at that. He was embarrassed when he'd realised he'd forgotten to swallow, being so exhausted, but Jason lapped it up from his mouth with his tongue. Justin let himself moan at that, offering more of his cum-coated tongue. As they were making out on the floor, Justin wrapped his arms and legs around the larger male, basking in the love he felt. He'd never had someone do more than say a brief thank you after intimate moments, most of the time not even that, and he really loved being appreciated. He also loved the fact that Jason wasn't afraid to kiss him after a blow job. That would've turned him on if he wasn't so satisfied.

"God, I need a shower." Justin sighed, letting his head fall back onto the floor, still tired. Jason took that as a cue to kiss down the now exposed neck, causing Justin to start moaning again. Even his skin was overly sensitive.

"Does showering together sound good?" Jason asked sensually, nibbling and sucking on the apparent sweet spot that Justin had arched up at.

"Yes." Justin sighed. "But not tonight... if you can handle what I need to tell you, then you can see me naked."

The pair laughed, and Jason lifted his head up to kiss him again. "I'm sure I will. I can't get enough of this -- can't get enough of you."

Justin blushed and giggled with happiness. He felt strangely reassured that Jason wouldn't take the news too badly, but every time he thought about it he just felt sick. He tried not to think about it but it had completely taken over his train of thought now that he'd had an orgasm.

"Gunna shower." Justin mumbled briefly, the tears from before pooling up in his eyes now that they didn't have a reason not to. He hoped Jason didn't find him strange at the complete change of mood three times now, but his mind really was everywhere at that moment, he couldn't help it.

"Are you alright?" Jason mumbled gently, allowing Justin to scramble up from the floor beneath him by sitting up.

"Um, yeah, fine." Justin lied, not forgetting to take clean clothes into the bathroom with him this time. "Why don't you go on my laptop while you're waiting and find a movie? We can watch it together when I get back." He offered, not looking at Jason the entire time he was talking to avoid tears. "Unless you want to shower after."

Justin felt a hand on his arm, pulling him around. He was now facing Jason who looked as concerned as anything.

Justin sighed. "I'm sorry. My mind's literally everywhere." He allowed Jason to lean down and kiss him gently. He felt calm already at the comfort.

"I don't have know tonight." Jason spoke gently, pulling Justin into his arms, ignoring the mess still present on his face. "If you're not ready to tell me that's okay."

"No." Justin sighed, reluctantly pulling back from the embrace. "You need to know now. Before this goes anywhere." He kissed Jason again before retreating to the bathroom, closing the door with a sigh.

While waiting for the shower to heat up, Justin stood and stared at the cupboard above the sink. He wanted so badly to move the box, to hide it and pretend it never happened, then he wouldn't have to go through all of this stress. But he tore his eyes away from it and slowly stripped, climbing into the shower -- he knew Jason had to know now, whether he liked it or not.

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hope you've liked. structure of the storyline will start in the next chapter. thanks for reading!