Pretending

Crossover with "The Pretender"

Pretending
by Stacy L.A. Stronach
June/August 1997

As he stood in line at the library's front desk, Jarod could feel
somebody watching him, staring at him. As inconspicuously as
possible, he looked around, trying to find the source of that
stare. Finally, he did, and Jarod felt an almost electric shock
go through him as his eyes met the blue grey ones which were
watching him. The corners of his mouth curved in a smile as he
looked at this beautiful young man. Those intense blue eyes set
in that gorgeous face, and those full luscious lips. His hair was
shoulder length, curly and dark brown with reddy-blond highlights
in it, and he was a little shorter than Jarod. Jarod, whose life
of isolation at The Centre had made him woefully ignorant of much
of what happened in everyday life and of the social mores which
seemed to be the majority view, therefore, found no conflict in
being attracted to this young man. Although he did realize that
many people found same sex relations "dirty" or "wrong" or
"sinful". He truly didn't understand this view, because for him,
where he had spent so much of his life without love, any love
was beautiful and should be cherished.

Blair Sandburg had noticed the man the moment he had walked out
from the stacks--how could he not notice such a wonderful
specimen? This stranger was almost as tall as Blair's partner,
Jim Ellison, with close cropped hair that was almost as short as
Jim's, but a darker brown, and those beautiful brown doe eyes...
And that little smile he sent in Blair's direction. Oh, yeah,
Blair wanted this one, so before he could change his mind, he
walked over to the stranger and said, "Excuse me, but would you
like to go have a coffee or something?"

The man looked at him and smiled again, "Yes, I think I'd like
that very much. My name is Jarod...Cameron," he said as he
reached out to shake Blair's hand.

"Blair Sandburg," he replied, and Blair just about fainted when
their hands met, it was like almost nothing he'd felt before
(well except for Jim, but he was off limits). An electrical
charge went through both men and they stood there, silently
staring at each other, until Blair whispered hoarsely, "I know
this place up the street..."

They spent the afternoon getting to know one another, finding
they'd both travelled around the world, and had other interests
in common.

"Would you like to come back to my place, Jarod?" Blair asked his
new friend, knowing that Jim was working this evening.

"Yes," answered Jarod, and although he wanted to ask Blair if
they were going to have sex, he had learned that being that
straight forward sometimes wasn't a good thing.

Arriving back at the loft, Blair was relieved to discover that
Jim had already left for work. Turning to face Jarod, he asked,
"Would you like something for dinner?"

"That's not what you really wanted to ask me, is it Blair?" he
asked, moving to stand centimetres from the younger man, looking
into those beautiful blue eyes. Leaning in to kiss Blair, he
whispered, "You want to know if I'll make love with you, don't
you?"

As Jarod's lips brushed against his in a gentle, chaste kiss,
Blair could feel his cock growing hard, *And that's just a kiss*
he thought, as Jarod pulled away from Blair, staring at him.
Blair nodded, "Yes, I want you Jarod, oh yes..."

"Then I'm yours, Blair."

Smiling, Blair took Jarod's hand, leading him into the bedroom,
and closed the door. He drew Jarod into an embrace, a hand at the
back of his head to guide Jarod's mouth to his. Blair's mouth
closed over Jarod's and his tongue gently probed at the taller
man's, seeking entrance. When Jarod's mouth opened, allowing
Blair's tongue entrance, he moaned, as his tongue explored all of
Jarod's sweet mouth, tasting, learning that mouth. Jarod's tongue
tentatively stroked Blair's, then slid into his mouth, wanting to
know this man, savoring the taste. They kissed until a need for
air made them separate.

Blair moved his hands to the top of Jarod's shirt, starting to
undo it, when Jarod placed his hands over Blair's, stilling them.
"Blair, I've never done this with a man, hell, I was a virgin til
about 3 months ago."

"Then are you sure you want to do this, man? I mean, if you
don't, I'd understand, Jarod."

Moving one of Blair's hands to press against his erection, Jarod
said, "What do you think, Blair? I want you."

Moaning at the contact, Blair moved his hands up to finish what
they started, and his hands slid up over Jarod's hairy chest to
ease the shirt off. Reaching down, he undid Jarod's jeans, then
pushed them and the boxers off of the other man. Blair watched as
Jarod stepped out of them and admired the beauty of the man
before him.

As Blair removed his t-shirt, he felt the heat of Jarod's fingers
as they trailed across his chest and down his abdomen, reaching
for the button on his jeans. He sighed at the contact, relishing
the feel of those hands on his body as they pushed his pants and
boxers off. Moaning as he felt Jarod's fingers lightly trace
across his erection, Blair guided him to the bed, pushing the
older man down and laying on top of him. Blair claimed Jarod's
mouth for another, hot, bruising kiss, then left a wet trail of
kisses along his jawline, to suck on his earlobe, making Jarod
moan. He felt Blair's mouth on his neck, licking it, kissing it,
leaving little love bites, he lavished attention to all of
Jarod's neck, before moving down to take a nipple into his mouth.

Blair bit Jarod's nipple, then licked it with his tongue, making
the other man groan deep in his throat and arch his hips off the
bed. "Oh, Blair, please..." Jarod moaned as he felt Blair's mouth
kiss it's way across his chest to give the other nipple the same
treatment. Loving the reaction it caused in the other man, Blair
spent several minutes lavishing attention on his nipples, before
starting another wet trail of kisses and licks down Jarod's
chest, to follow the line of hair across his stomach, down to his
erection. While his mouth was busy on Jarod's upper body, Blair's
hands started caressing the other man's inner thighs, alternating
feather light strokes of his fingers with the gentle scraping of
his fingernails. Blair's mouth replaced his fingers on Jarod's
thighs, kissing and nipping them, smiling when he heard Jarod
gasp from the sensation.

Blair moved up, taking one of Jarod's balls into his mouth and
gently sucking on it, and then did the same to the other one.
"Oh, Blair, pleasepleaseplease, suck me, make me cum," Jarod
pleaded, thrusting his hips up, his hands clawing the sheets at
his sides. Grasping the base of Jarod's cock firmly in his hand,
Blair gently licked the precum off the tip, then sucked the head
into his mouth, making Jarod cry out. Relaxing his mouth and
throat, Blair slowly took Jarod's entire length into his mouth,
sucking hard, his tongue caressing the other man's cock. Holding
Jarod's hips still, Blair moved his mouth up and down his cock a
few times, before Jarod came, hard, his ejaculate shooting down
Blair's throat. Jarod moaned, he'd never felt anything this
intense, not even with the woman he'd been with, and she
certainly hadn't given him head like that.

Jarod could feel Blair's erection against his body, as the
younger man moved up to kiss him again. He wanted to make Blair
feel as good as he'd made Jarod feel. Jarod could taste himself
in Blair's mouth as they kissed. Blair broke the kiss,
whispering, "Jarod, I want to fuck you." Jarod nodded his
consent, wanting to experience everything. "Get on your hands and
knees," Blair said, as he reached over to the nightstand to get
the lubricant and condoms.

"Relax, Jarod. If you want me to stop, tell me, ok?" Blair said,
positioning himself behind the other man, Blair pushed Jarod's
legs a little further apart, spread the lube on his fingers, and
gently pushed one finger into Jarod's anus. Moaning at the
sensation of that finger, Jarod gasped when he felt Blair's
finger graze across his prostate and he could feel his cock
starting to harden again. Blair slid a second finger in, gently
stretching the other man, who pushed back against his fingers.
Blair added a third finger, wanting to make this as easy for the
other man as possible. When he felt that Jarod was ready, Blair
rolled the condom onto his erection and applied lots of lube to
it, and placed the head of his cock against Jarod's entrance.
"Are you ready?" at Jarod's nod, Blair slowly pushed himself into
the tight, virginal passage, and it was taking all his control
not to come right then and there. When Jarod moaned, Blair
stopped, "Am I hurting you? Do you want me to stop?" he asked,
concerned.

"It hurts, but for God's sake, Blair, don't stop, I want this,
please, please..." Jarod whispered hoarsely.

When Blair was all the way in, he paused, letting his lover
adjust to him, and enjoying just how tight Jarod was, how good he
felt around Blair's cock. Jarod felt like he was being split
apart, he was so full, but once he got used to it, it felt
wonderful and he pushed back against his lover.

Moaning deep in his throat, Blair slowly started pushing in and
out of Jarod, as he leant forward to place kisses along the older
man's back. Blair knew he was close to cumming, so he reached
around to start stroking Jarod's erection in time to his thrusts.
It didn't take long for Blair to orgasm, the tightness of Jarod's
ass around him and the whimpering noises the other man was
making, took him over the edge and he came, with one final thrust
into Jarod, as he cried out. Jarod's orgasm followed and he came,
moaning as he collapsed on the bed.

Blair withdrew from his lover, discarded the condom and lay down,
spooning up behind Jarod, wrapping his arms around the older man,
pulling him close. Jarod sighed, then whispered, "Oh, Blair, that
was so intense, I loved it. Can I do it to you?" as he turned
over to face his lover.

Blair smiled, and kissed Jarod, then replied, "Of course, Jarod,
I'd enjoy that, very much, but let's rest for a little bit,
okay?"

"Okay, Blair," Jarod replied and he cuddled up to Blair, as they
both drifted off to sleep.

//**the end**\\