Date: Tue, 10 Feb 2009 01:36:42 -0400
From: Zero-drug@hotmail.com
Subject: Alex's Story - Entry 4 Part 2 (Part 10)

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if homosexuality and incest is not legal in your state/area, then please,
leave now, or continue at your own free will. This is a story of fiction,
and neither I nor this website support acts of Adult-minor relationships
unless under the proper circumstances.

"Dear Big D,

My name's Al. I got your name from a friend of mine. He said he had a good
time camming with you, and that you were into meetings. I know I don't
really know you that well, but here is a little teaser of me and my
friend. Give me a shout back if you like what you see.

From,
Al."

I finished typing, my hands trembling slightly. I was about to arrange a
meeting with a stranger on the internet. But then again, if all went well,
I might never even have to see this person. Finally, with one last breath,
I hit the send button, and watched the email away.



Alex's Story
Entry 4 [Part 2]: August 8

I sat quietly for a moment after sending the e-mail, not sure if what I was
doing was the right path to be going down. I mean, I was using a secret sex
tape I recorded with my younger brother, to try and get in contact with a
stranger who goes on web cam and jerks off with my older brother.

Things couldn't really get more complicated.

I picked up the phone, dialing up my mom as my sister had told me to do.

PHONE RECORD: August 8
03:47:23 PM

MOM: Hello?

ALEX: Hey, it's me.

MOM: Oh. Alex, how're you doing?

ALEX: Better. I'll be fine for school on Monday.

MOM: Oh that's good to hear.

ALEX: Yeah. Anyways, Alicia said you wanted me to call you?

MOM: Yes, I just wanted to see how you were feeling.

ALEX: Oh okay. So you went up to Aunt Tara's with Colin?

MOM: Yeah. Your Aunt called me up, we got to talking, and she invited me
over.

ALEX: Oh cool. When're you gonna be home?

MOM: I don't know. Colin was kind of restless, he didn't really want to
come. So we're gonna bring him up to the waterpark in about half an hour.
I'm probably going to end up staying the night.

ALEX: Alright then.

MOM: Why?

ALEX: I was just wondering.

MOM: Who's home right now?

ALEX: Just me and Alicia.

MOM: Alright, you guys behave.

ALEX: Uhh... yeah, right. I'll talk to you later.

MOM: See you.

END OF CALL: August 8
03:49:02 PM

I set down the phone, a little unhinged from that comment about me and
Alicia. My mom couldn't have known anything, put it threw me off all the
same.

I paused, thinking of what to do next. I was sort of killing time while I
was really just waiting for a response from Big D. I sat there for about
five minutes, and finally decided I'd call my dad to see when he got home.
I lifted the receiver up again, ready to dial my dad's cell when my
computer interrupted me.

"You have mail."

Spinning in my chair, I moved from the phone to the computer. 'Could it
be? Big D responding so soon?' I wondered.

After opening up my email account, I found out that it was true. Sitting
in my inbox, a fresh email delivered from Big D; with the subject line,
"Greetings". 'Kind of weird, but okay.' I thought to myself, clicking on
it.

"Dear Al,

Just finished watching that little clip you sent me. Wow that's hot. I
wish I could've seen your face though. I have been known to web cam with
others, and I have met people online before. Usually I get to know someone
first though, so it's not awkward. But I guess if you really want to meet
me today, I'll be in Sander city - downtown. Please email me back, as I'm
leaving around 6 or 6:30 to meet someone.

Sincerely,
Big D."

Once more my hands were trembling, my eyes scanning over the email several
times. 'It has to be today...' I said in my head, thinking about Derek. I
quickly ran around my room, getting dressed in some loose fitting shorts
and a red "West49" shirt. I grabbed my backpack, threw my wallet in, and
began typing on my computer.

"Dear Big D,

I'm glad you liked that little teaser. I would really like to meet you today,
perhaps I could drop in on your other meeting, and all three of us could have
some fun? I'm actually headed into Sander right now. Please email me back.

From,
Al."

I sent the email away, and took off out of the room. I went into my father's
study, grabbing his video camera and a digital tape. Then, as I was heading
back to my room, Alicia stopped me.

"Oh Alex!" She said. "Just the person I wanted to see!"

I wasn't sure what my sister was up to, but I was sure she was up to something.
"What do you want Alicia?" I asked bluntly.

"Why do I need to want something? Can't I just enjoy the company of my older
brother?" At these words, my sister stepped in, pressing her bust against my
body.

I could feel myself getting excited, and now I knew Alicia wanted something.
I felt a lump growing in my throat. "Good one. Now we just spoke ten minutes
ago, so I'm sure that if there is nothing to be asked, then we could probably
rain cheque this conversation." I replied firmly, doing my best from having
this conversation going down a long, sinful road.

Alicia sighed, stepping back. "Alright fine. Mom and Dad aren't home tonight,
and I wanna have a few people over tonight. Is that cool?"

Now it was my turn to sigh, and to reluctantly swallow that lump in my
throat. "Oh. Uhm... Yeah I guess that's fine. Everyone's gotta be out by
midnight though." I stated.

Alicia literally jumped for joy, wrapping her arms around me and planting a
big kiss right on my lips. Then, just as quickly, she broke the kiss and
stepped back. "Your the best Alex!" My sister said with glee, taking off down
the hallway.

I stumbled back to my room, taken aback from what just happened. But I was
glad that Alicia had been two distracted to notice the video camera in the
palm of my hand. 'Back to the task at hand...' I thought to myself, sticking
the video camera in my backpack, grabbing my cell phone, and checking my
laptop. Sure enough, there was another email from "Big D".

"Dear Al,

I thought about what you said. I think it sounds pretty fun, what your
proposing.  Me and my friend will be meeting eachother at Jake's bar at
seven o'clock.  I hope you can make it.

Sincerely,
Big D."

'Fuck.' I thought to myself. I'm only fifteen, there was no way I could
meet them at a bar. 'Think, think, think...' I pondered on what I could do,
just staring at my computer screen. Then it came to me.

"Dear Big D,

I'm glad you like what I've said. But I have some business in town until
late.  Maybe I could meet you guys after your drinks? Do you have any plans
afterwards?

From,
Al."

'Come on...' I said in my head, drumming my fingers on my computer desk.
After about five minutes, it happened.

"You have mail."

My fingers were practically tripping over themselves to open the message. I
finally got it on the screen, and began to read.

"Dear Al,

Nothing is set in stone yet. But I have a room rented at a motel, as I'm in
town for the night. If anything does happen, that's probably where we will
end up. Why don't you drop in around Ten or Ten thirty? If you're in town
that late. I gotta run now, but I'll give you my cell. Hit me up later
tonight if you change your mind about drinks.

(603)-802-5545

From,
Big D."

My breath stopped. It had worked. But only if I was right, and if Derek
wasn't actually going to the library. I hoped I was right, because if
something happened tonight, I would have all I needed on Derek.

Still something was bugging me. Something I read, but I couldn't pinpoint
it. I shrugged it off, copying the number onto a piece of paper, and then
closing my laptop.

'Alright. Let's do this.' I thought, as I grabbed my backpack and headed
out to begin what would no doubt be one of the most eventful nights of my
life.

To be continued...

Author's Notes: I am sorry for another three part entry. But as the story
progresses, so does the extent of what one day can do. But don't worry,
Part 3 will wrap it up, and give you a nice surprise.

Also, I haven't heard from any readers since I became inactive. I hope to
do so soon.  Please, keep writing!

Contact me at: Zero-drug@hotmail.com