Snowbunnies
Written by Megan Nicole Williams
Dedicated to the Big Gay Movie Night 3 Crew
Laura Compton, Jessica Tharp, Brandon Whitmire, Lauren Blais, and Heidi Randazzo
This is a story I wrote for a friend of mine, Laura Compton. Read it if you dare.
Chapter 1
In the Swiss mountains there lays a private all boys boarding school by the name of St. Laurent. St. Laurent is where the who�s who men of the European society went. There are good boys, bad boys, boys of all kinds. Most of the boys shared a common bond, the love of rugby. Jason was new to this school. He told himself, � I think I will like this school.� Jason loved sports, especially the rough kind. Jason�s roommate, what they call a room partner, was named Alex. Alex was a tall, tanned, built boy of 16, the same age as Jason. As Jason settled in his new room, he did not know that he would have the school year of a lifetime.
It all started at the rugby tryouts that September. �Alright, line up boys!� said the coach. �And I don�t mean by your tool size either.� All the boys started to laugh. Coach Roger Jacobson was what everyone called him. He was a funny guy and was only serious when he got really mad, which everyone said that he rarely did. The boys lined up. Jason, and Alex were conveniently the same height. Which makes you wonder what else is conveniently the same. All of the sudden the coach yelled,� Okay boys, it�s playtime. Separate into shirts and skins!� Alex, Jason�s roommate, was all to eager to join the skins team, while timid Jason was a shirt.
Alex was running to get the ball when he tripped and hit the ground hard. �AH!� Alex shouted, �my knee.� The whole team gathered around him to see what was wrong. Coach Jacobson asked for Jason to help him back to the room, and to make sure that he was okay. So, Jason being the good person that he is helped Alex back to the room. Alex asked him, � Can you help me with my jacket please?� �Sure�, said Jason casually. Jason proceeded to take the jacket off his poor wounded roomy. Jason, as he was helping Alex, started getting hot as he was looking at Alex�s hot sensual sexy body. Jason turned around to take off his own jacket and to hide his blushing face. Alex turned around right in time to look over at Jason�s round firm ass. An ass you can bounce a quarter off of. Alex was thinking out loud when he blurted out,� I�d like to take a bite out of that!� Jason turned around only hearing half of what Alex said and asked,� what?� Jason�s chest started to heave in lust and anticipation. Alex trying to cover up for himself quickly said, �Nothing, but do you think you could get me an ice pack for my knee?�
While Jason was gone, Alex was scolding himself and saying,� good going Alex, you dumbass! You don�t even know him and even if he is hot he probably isn�t gay!� Unbeknown to Alex, Jason was standing in the hall listening at the door. The funny thing about the situation is that Jason is gay and worst of all, extremely randy! Jason dropped his jaw and the ice pack when he heard what Alex had said. Alex hear the thump and quickly asked, �who�s there?� There were only four or five rooms on that hall, and only three were being used this year, and the other two were up the hall away from them. Jason walked in and said, �It�s only me. Did I send you a fright?� �No, of course not.� replied Alex, who was amused at himself at the fact that he practically jumped half way off of the bed when he heard the noise. �Oh, okay,� Jason coolly blurted out, �here is that ice pack for your knee. Let me help you with it.� Jason slowly walked over to the bed. By this time rugby scrimmage was already over and the rest of the boys were either in town or outside, doing only what boys do. Jason sat on the bed beside Alex, and as gentle as the falling snow, placed the ice pack on Alex�s knee.
Alex, not knowing much about his new roommate/ interest, thought he might ask a few questions. �So,� Alex started out, �Where are you from?� � U.S.A. You?� Jason asked inquisitively, �England. So, what do you like to do? I bet you go out with your blokes and your girlfriends don�t you?� Alex asked. �Actually,� Jason started, � not a lot, and I don�t have a girlfriend.� �Oh, really?� said Alex in utter anticipation, �and why is that?� �Well,� Jason paused,� it�s because� oh, you know what, never mind.� �Nope,� Alex said,� you start something now you have to finish it!� Alex and Jason argued about it for a bit, then out of the blue at the same time they said, �I am gay!� �I knew it!� Alex shouted,� any one who would ask if they set someone a fright, has to be.� �Not so loud,� Jason piped in,� I am new here don�t you remember?� Alex said, �okay, I gotcha.�
In the back of each other�s minds they were thinking the same thing. Jason asked,� What are you thinking about?� Alex simply smiled at him and said, �I am thinking of how soft your lips may feel. Sorry to be blunt but you did ask.� Astonished Jason answered by telling Alex, � there is only one way to find that out!� As they leaned slowly forward they both had a sensation. Not lust, yet not love, something different. As if a certain spark was between them. Almost touching, almost embracing, there was a knock on the door. It was Coach Jacobson; he came to see if Alex was all right. Alex said, �I am now thanks to Jason.� After about ten minutes of the coach yapping he finally left. Jason got up to close and lock the door behind him. When Jason turned back around Alex asked, �Now where were we?� The moment of truth had arrived they were face-to-face, nose-to-nose, less than a half-inch apart, lips barely touching, a moment that they would have frozen in time, they finally kissed. The hot passion and sensations coming from each other, it seemed to last an eternity for them, when it was only about 35 minutes or so, but in the heat of lust and unbridled passion time did not matter for they were roommates, and had the whole year to discover each other.
Chapter 2
Jason woke up about three in the morning in Alex�s strong muscular arms. He just sat there. Jason had a rough life. When he was young his parents died in a violent car wreck, Jason was the only survivor in the massive 14-car pileup. Jason Mooreson had been tossed from foster home to foster home. He never felt like he belonged in this fascist racist world he was born into. At the age of eleven, Jason�s aunt on his father�s side finally found him. Her name was Marigold Watson. Mary, as she desired to be called, was a strict woman with two grown kid, and four divorced husbands. She was very well off, as she believed, the higher in the economy you were, the better you were, no matter your background status. With her it was all quotas, the high life status and money. Fucking money! Sure it can buy you stuff but experience is earned. And what Jason wanted was good fun experience. Jason went through his teenage rebellion phase when he was 14. Always out late, parties, drugs, sex, and rock music. All of this disturbed Jason�s aunt. The way she seen it, it was her reputation to uphold and she wasn�t about to let anyone ruin it for her. Family or not, she didn�t care.
His aunt finally decided to send him to school. Jason had tried public school. And now he was going to go to private school, but not just any school. Jason would go to the best of the best, which meant overseas and no girls. Jason kept his life a secret from his family, his aunt could never find out, ever. Jason would be staying with his uncle Simon in Paris. Simon was looked down upon until someone in the family needed a favor or two. Simon went to St. Laurent when he was younger, it was an all boys private school in the Swiss Alps, the best of the best, that�s were they were sending Jason. It would be a fresh new start for him, in a fresh new place. Jason met his uncle Simon at the eighth terminal of empire Airlines just outside of Paris. Simone would take Jason to his new school, which would board him throughout the educational process, for his remaining two years.
�Knock knock�, said someone outside Jason and Alex�s dorm room door. Jason quickly and silently went to his bed and acted like he was asleep. Alex, more asleep than awake, stumbled to the door, only to find Roger Jacobson, Coach Jacobson, standing in the doorway naked under a coat. And to top it off he was drunker than a monkey making moonshine and was trying to seduce Alex. Jason figured out that there obviously was history between the coach and his roommate who he was romantically interested in. Jason asked himself �what do you think you are doing? He�s pretty much involved and in a big way!� Alex finally shut the door on the coach and went over to Jason�s bed and stopped. Alex turned around and locked the door before getting into bed with Jason. Alex crawled beside Jason and wrapped his arms around him. Alex was asleep within five minutes. Jason, staring at the 4:30 am sign, cried himself back to sleep. And in that moment, he felt so alone, from his family, friends, and the world. He didn�t know whom to trust anymore. Just before Jason fell to sleep, he whispered, �Ty�.
Alex Jaxson, a young gentleman from England. He was a spoiled child from a wealthy family. He had one sister who was 22 and a very conservative brat. She always had to be better and proper than everyone else. She was everything that disgusted Alex. Alex�s father, Bradley, always thought Alex was a strange perturbed boy, so he always tried to do the whole father son thing, only a butler is not a father. Alex never understood why he tried so much at doing nothing. Alex was different though. He wanted to play sports, listen to his Rufus Wainwright and not care what others think of him. Alex was the type of child who would rather be at a soup kitchen helping out than eating a fancy meal at some over the top pricey restaurant. If life were only that easy he thought. Alex�s father wanted the best for his little brats, so he sent Alex to St. Laurent. At age 13 Alex�s father sent him to the school. Alex couldn�t wait to get out of there, even if it was to go to school, anything would be better than that lifestyle. And yet, Alex never would have fathomed that a lifetime of education was in store for him.
Chapter 3
Jason woke up to find Alex getting his towel and shampoo together. �Oh, did I wake you up?� Alex sweetly asked. �No, I just couldn�t sleep any longer. Where are you going?� Jason said. �I am going to go take a nice hot shower before anyone uses up all the hot water.� Alex said, �Care to join?� �No,� Jason said, �I think I am going to try to get some more sleep. If not I will fall asleep in class.� Alex, very disappointed now, said, �okay.� and went to the showers. Jason stayed in his bed thinking of his old boyfriend Ty. Ty was so sweet and caring. You could have fallen asleep to his gentle voice. Jason missed Ty so much, but there is nothing he could do about that. Ty died three days before Jason left America. The doctors say that it was a heart attack from natural causes. Jason knew that it was heartbreak. When Jason told Ty that he had to leave and may not be back, it broke Ty�s heart. Jason knew he could never replace the love Ty felt for him and the love that he felt for Ty, until he met Alex. Then the butterflies that were dead just resurrected and flapped their wings once again to the beat of Jason�s warm heart. Not saying that Ty could be replaced, but Jason finally felt something again.
Jason decided that he would give Alex a try and not worry about him and the coach. Jason grabbed a towel and went down to the showers to surprise Alex. He walked down the silent corridor and opened the door with such ease and grace, not making a sound. Jason took off his pajama pants and snuck up behind Alex. Jason put his warm hands over Alex�s eyes and said, �guess who?� �Uh�� Alex said, �King Arthur, no� give me a minute. Uh, Jason!� �The one and only� Jason replied. This was the first time the boys had seen each other in the fully exposed, which was quite exciting.
Neither one of them stopped making eye contact, proving to the other that they felt a connection other than on a sexual basis. Of course sex was a plus, always. Jason could not stop remembering about the coach. He wondered about him and Alex also. Jason nervously asked,� can I ask you a question without you getting mad or anything?� �Jason,� Alex said,� you can ask me anything.� �Okay,� Jason started,� what is going on with you and the coach?� Alex hesitated to answer. �I shouldn�t have asked. It�s none of my business,� Jason said, as he tried to walk away from Alex. �No, you asked its alright to be curious,� said Alex,� Okay, Roger, the coach, was my rugby coach last year. One day I was in his office, and well, to put things in short terms, we became lovers. And when I broke it off, well, it got complicated. You see, he married the headmasters� daughter, and I didn�t want to be involved with him anymore. So, he took up drinking and whatnot. And now, whenever he gets shit-faced, he comes to me looking for a quick fix, but I wont give it to him.� �Oh�, said Jason.
Alex reached for Jason, running his fingers through Jason�s blonde curls around his fragile ear, down to his cheek where he pulled Jason into a long passionate lingering kiss. Jason clenched his teeth, not wanting to let Alex in, but as soon as their tender supple lips touched he could not resist, he let Alex in. Tongue onto tongue, holding each other in a sweet tight embrace. �Don�t worry,� whispered Alex, I have not been with Roger in ten months. Just say the word and I am yours.� Jason didn�t know what to say, he wanted to know Alex and not have any other s interfere but this was so fast. �Yes, � Jason whispered back, �yes.� �Close your eyes�, Alex told him. Jason did as he bid of him. Alex moved his smooth, baby soft hand along Jason�s cheek, down the hard muscular neck to the upper torso, and kept moving downward, just like the hot steamy water, they were getting hot and wet. Alex followed every droplet down to Jason�s aroused, elongated member. Using his oral skills, Alex slowly and sensually placed the tip of Jason into his mouth. Sensations started firing throughout Jason�s body, he had to peek. Alex was on his knees as if he were setting in front of the holy grail of all men. Lightly grazing Jason�s large penis against his teeth, Alex went farther until he was gorging himself on the sweet delicious meat hanging between Jason�s firm thighs. Pleasure ensuing the both, Jason started to moan a Rufus Wainwright song, which made Alex even hornier, if that level of horny is at all possible. Jason pulled Alex off, Jason getting on his knees now pulled Alex into one of the most sensual sweetest kisses that could happed between two people. In their long embrace they know that they must hurry for everyone would be waking up and classes starting soon. So they both headed back to their room and proceeded to get ready for school.
Chapter 4
Jason found all of his classes and met new people, but all he could think of and remember was Alex, and all Alex could think about was Jason. They couldn�t wait for the last bell to ring. Jason�s teachers were nice, except for one, Coach Roger Jacobson, who was the teacher of nothing. The coach was in control of study hall, Jason�s last class of the day. After the first couple of months at the school Jason and Alex got really close to one another. Of course, they didn�t want to get too close for the mere fact that they respected each other too much for the love �them and leave �them technique.
Finally, it was winter break. Most of the boys went home to their families, except Jason and Alex, who considered each other their only family, and some other students on another hall, which was on the other side of the building, so they could do what the want and not be heard. On Christmas Day, Jason woke up with rose petals all over the room, sexy red candles that smelled like spices, and across the room was a cart full of pastries, cake, wine, whipped strawberry cream and a note. The note simply read,� part one: if you want it now look in the closet and keep going!� Jason, loving surprises, went to the closet. He slowly opened the closet doors only to reveal a large stuffed teddy bear, with another note on it. This time the note said, � Getting closer to the surprise, follow the rose petals and find it!� Jason followed the petals to the door and opened it. Alex was standing there naked with nothing but a guitar. Jason�s face lit up like the sky on the fourth of July in America. They both came into the room and sat down. Alex then started with Jason�s present, he started singing and playing the guitar for Jason. The song that Alex picked out for this occasion was Brian McKnight�s- back at one, and Alex started with the chorus,� one- your like a dream come true, two- just want to be with you, three- boy it�s plain to see that you�re the only one for me and four- repeat steps one through three, and five- make you fall in love with me, whenever I believe my work is done, then I�ll start back at one�� This just happened to be Jason�s favorite sappy song. Jason could not help but to cry, as soon as the first tear fell, Alex caught it and said, �don�t cry baby, just think, this is only half of your present.� Jason asked through his tears, �What�s the other part?� Alex put his guitar aside and sat beside Jason. �ME!� Alex stated. Alex had only been with guys in the oral ways, and never more. He wanted to wait for the one special person who he could and would share that with. Startled, Jason asked,� What?� Alex said to him again, �ME! You get me; my heart, body, soul, and mind. The whole package.� Alex, being a bit scared waited to Jason�s reply. The three little words Jason said were, �I love you!� Jason had only ever said that to Ty, but the only thing on Alex and Jason�s mind at the time were each other. They acted like to shy, but giddy schoolgirls about to make it for the first time. As they embraced, longing for each other, they took the �forbidden fruit� that they have been waiting for.
Chapter 5
After the weekend full of passion, Alex got a telegram that his father was sick and in the hospital. His father needed a blood transfusion from a relative who had his blood type, and that was Alex. Alex did not want to go and leave Jason all alone. Finally Jason was able to convenience him into going and seeing his father. After all, his father needed him a little bit more than himself right now. Alex left that Sunday morning around eleven. Fifteen minutes after Alex left there was a knock on the door. Jason, thinking that it is Alex coming back for something went to answer the door with out a stitch of clothing on. Jason answered the door and instead of it being the lovely Alex it was the mean ass Coach Jacobson. Coach Jacobson had been drinking and he was holding a gun. Jason, not knowing what to really do, easily backed up into the room and Coach Jacobson followed. Jason reached over to put some clothes on but only managed to get a pair of boxers before Coach Jacobson grabbed the rest of his clothes.
�Where is Alex?� Coach Jacobson asked. � I need to speak with him! NOW!� I noticed that Coach Jacobson brought in a black bag with him. I wasn�t about to ask what was in it. �He isn�t here. He had to go to the hospital for his father and he should be back in a few days.� Jason told him, �but if something is wrong and you need to talk I will be happy to lend an ear. Just please put the gun down.� Coach Jacobson sat down on the bed and sat the gun beside him. �My wife kicked me out of the house. She says that I drink too much. Can you believe that shit! I know when I am drunk and that bitch is just a bitch who doesn�t know anything!� Coach Jacobson yelled. Jason feeling sorry for him tries to console him, but Coach Jacobson takes it the wrong way and forces a kiss on Jason. Jason fights and finally gets up, suddenly Coach Jacobson comes up with a right hook and knocks Jason out cold and drags him onto the bed.
Jason finally woke up with the clock�s red light saying nine forty; he had been passed out for almost 24 hours. Jason tried to move but couldn�t, �What the hell is going on here?� Jason screamed. Jason was chained to the bed with nothing but his boxers on. A shadowy figure in the corner said, �Awake are you? Good.� The man started walking towards the bed, it was none other than Coach Rodger Jacobson, totally nude and with a hard-on. Coach Jacobson climbed up on top of Jason, rubbing and straddling him with every movement he made. �Your a naughty little bitch aren�t you?� Coach Jacobson said laughing the entire time,� but you know you like it!� Coach Jacobson went in for a kiss and Jason bit him as hard as he could. �You bit me you fucking little whore. I ought to fix you good bitch!� Coach Jacobson said. �Maybe you should let me go and leave and then we wouldn�t have a problem!� Jason yelled back at him. Coach Jacobson taped up Jason�s mouth and then pulled back like he was going to punch Jason in the face, but Jason was saved by the telephone ringing.
Coach Jacobson said,� you will answer the phone and if you say anything stupid I will gut you like the little fucking fish you are boy!� I nodded to let him know I wouldn�t do anything stupid and he then removed the tape. �Hello?� Jason said. �Jason, hey babe its Alex. I am just calling to see how you were and to tell you I will be home sooner than I thought.� �Oh, hey aunt Marigold. Yeah everything is okay here�, Jason said. Alex then asked, �Jason what�s going on? Is someone there with you? Don�t worry I will be home in an hour or so.� After I talked to Alex and Coach Jacobson hung up the phone, he put the tape back on and sat back in the corner in the dark, alone. The only thing Jason could do is set there or sleep. Being tied up doesn�t leave you many options to do things, so he fell asleep.
Chapter 6
After Jason and Alex got off the phone, Alex got in a cab and headed to the nearest train station. At the station Alex called the Dean of the school and told him that something was going on and security need to be there. The Dean called the campus security and alerted them to the matter. The only problem is, is that the security people were on the other side of the mountain and would be back in about an hour, but they would have someone on it. When Alex got his ticket for St. Laurent the attendant told him that he would have to switch trains and take another cab, but it was faster, and all Alex wanted to do was get to Jason, and fast. On the train, Alex kept wondering,� who is there with him, is he okay, is he hurt, what in the hell is going on?�
Back at the school, Jason woke up two hours later to see the sexy coach setting beside him on the bed, clothed, but still with the gun. All of the sudden, there was a knock on the door. Jason was hoping that it was Alex. Coach Jacobson unchained and untapped Jason and told him, � you will open the door, and tell them nothing is going on and to go away. Or you�re going to be a dead little boy. Wont your lover love to find your dead body? So be quick and silent, got it?� Jason shook his head in agreement. Coach Jacobson hid behind the door with the gun while Jason opened the door; it was Marty Jarrett the campus police, security all in all. Marty asked,� is everything okay down here son?� �Everything is fine�, Jason lied as he pointed behind the door. Marty shook his head and got his gun out. �Okay, I was just checking around�, Marty said. Jason slowly closed the door and pretended to lock it so that way Marty could get in.
�Get back on the bed bitch,� Coach Jacobson said. Just as he got out the word bitch, Marty came storming in the room. Jason jumped to the other side of the bed onto the floor, for safety. There were three gunshots fired. I looked up and Alex was standing in the doorway holding his chest and he was bleeding. One of the other two shots hit Coach Jacobson in the stomach. �Alex. NO!� Jason screamed, �No, baby.� �Jason,� Alex said, �I love you.� Jason was in tears, �I love you too Alex. It will be okay I promise. Just hang on.� Alex was fading fast.
Marty, the campus security, called 9-1-1 as fast as he could. Jason thought to himself,� I cannot lose another him. If Alex dies, I�ll kill myself. Alex passed out in Jason�s arms. Finally the paramedics and ambulances got to the school. They took Coach Jacobson in one and Alex in another, to the emergency room, they wouldn�t let Jason go with them in the ambulance. �Come on kid,� Marty said, �I will take you there.�
Chapter 7
Jason and Marty were right behind the ambulances. Jason couldn�t think straight; it was all his fault and he wish he were dead instead of having Alex shot. Jason wanted to die, but he wanted to be strong for Alex to pull through, hopefully. But how can a person be strong when they are crying like a blubbering baby? Jason cleaned his face off and said, �Hey Marty. I want to thank you for saving my life back there.� �Oh,� Marty started, �its just part of the job.� After a brief silence, Marty said,� your welcome kid.�
When they finally got to the hospital the police had to follow Jason and get the story about what was happening, which took about thirty to forty-five minutes. Marty stayed with Jason in the emergency room waiting area. Seconds turned into minutes, minutes then turned into hours. After about an hour and twenty minutes a doctor came out looking for the people that came in with the school shooting. Jason walked up to the doctor and the doctor asked,� are you the next of kin?� �No, his only kin is two and a half hours from here. His dad is in the hospital.� The doctor then told us,� we need a next of kin to tell the conditions to. Jason piped in and said, �I the closest thing to family he has. Tell me what is going on!� The doctor then handed Jason a bag, it had some of Alex�s things in it. �These are their belongings.� the doctor started to say, � I regret to inform you but we couldn�t save the first one, the bullet went into his lungs and he died instantly.� Jason burst into tears; he could not hold it back any longer.
The next week was when the funeral was held, it was held by the local cemetery down the hill on Beaker Street. �I can�t believe he is really dead,� said Jason still in shock. It was the family, and friends, and even a few of the boys from the school got up and said a few peaceful respecting words. Stuff like how he was such a nice person, and how he did things whole-heartedly and not half-assed it, and how much they would miss him. After the funeral Jason just stood there and asked himself why did this have to happen? Things were just getting good in his life. New school, new friends, a boyfriend he loved. �Tragedy seems to follow me everywhere I go,� Jason said out loud. Someone came up and put their hand on Jason�s shoulder. �Let�s go home Jason,� the owner of the hand said. �yes,� Jason started �Let�s go home Alex.� The tombstone then read, �here lies Rodger �the coach� Jacobson , may his soul finally be at ease.�