Date: Tue, 3 Jan 2012 12:08:42 -0800 (PST)
From: Ryan White <ryanstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: Blackberry Curve chapter 3

Hello friends. I had recieved a lot of bad feedback about the last chapter,
for the part that the lead character threatned his conquest with suing him
if he told on him. I am sorry, I apologise for making that part of the
story, and it won't happen again. I just hope that you would continue to
read the story and supporting me in writing it.

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Blackberry Curve 3

After my time with Jason in which he had fucked my ass good and proper for
the first time, I could not get to sleep that night. I tossed and turned
trying to get to sleep, but I couldn't. What the hell did I became since
winning all that money? I had actually gone as far as threatning Jack with
a courtcase if he ever told anyone what happened! Its then that a horrific
thought crossed my mind...I may live in this huge mansion of a house and
have over 16 million in my back account, but honestly, I have nothing in my
life. There are certain things in life that money can never buy. Happiness,
joy and inner peace or basic living. I thought back to Jason, the 15 year
old boy that I sucked off in my car. Jack, the 17 year old Rugby player
that fucked me in our indoor pool. What did that bring me? FUCK ALL. I felt
the tears starting to slide down my face as I got out of bed and got down
on my knees, holding my hands infront of me.

"Dear Lord, please forgive me for doing what I did. The only reason I did
those things with Jason and Jack was because I yearned for it all my life!
Lord, You, more than any other person knows that I have feelings for
younger boys. I have prayed before to You to help me overcome them, but
this is who I am, Father. I just hope You can forgive me of what I
did. Please give me the strength and courage to move on from this,
Father. In Jesus name..Amen."

My face was streaked with tears as I left my room and walked down to the
kitchen to get me some hot milk. Maybe that will let me sleep. Not that I
needed to be up for work anyhow. There was a light on in the kitchen, and
as I walked over to it, I saw it was Jordan. My brother turned his head
when he saw me, and then it crossed me that I totally forgot about about
Jordan proclaiming his feelings for me the other day. I walked over to him
and hugged him from behind.

"Hey Jordy...what are you doing up?" I whispered in his ear.

"I couldn't sleep. Came down for something to eat," he whispered back, but
I noticed that he started to lean back into my embrace. I kissed the top of
his head and moved to the fridge to get the milk. I poured it into a glass
and placed it into the microwave. When I turned back towards Jordan, he was
standing right behind me. Jordan came closer to me and he placed his arms
around my neck. I closed my eyes and tried to enjoy it, but he was my
brother. I gently took his hands off and sat down, waiting for my milk to
warm up.

"I love you, Kieran. Why can't I show you how much?" Jordan said quietly,
sitting down beside me with his head held downwards.

"Because buddy, we are brothers. We might both be gay, but we can't do
this. I can't understand why you seem to be in love with me."

"Are you totally kidding? Kieran, you're hot! I've looked up to you all my
life! You're the most honest person I know..."

I knew I had to stop him right there, because he did not know that he was
telling a bunch of lies.

"Jordan, stop! Im not the guy you think I am. Let me tell you
something. Have you ever offered money and a Blackberry Curve phone to a 15
and a 17 year old boy in exchange for sex?"

Jordan looked at me funny, cocked his head to the side and frowned.

"Wait...you did that?" he asked, clearly confused. I had a feeling that I
was about to lose that affection that he had for me.

"There was this boy, 15 years old that came into Vodafone in the time that
I still worked there. He was staring at a Blackberry Curve so freakin
longingly, but there was no way that he could afford it. So I offered him a
deal. I brought him a Blackberry Curve and offered him R2000 in exchange
that I could give him a blowjob."

"Oh my gosh, Kieran! Was he sexy? What's his name, maybe I know him!"
Jordan said excitedly. This was not quite the reaction that I expected. I
thought he would be disgusted with me, but I was starting to feel a little
better about telling him.

"Well his name was Jason...but I dont know his last name."

Jordan seemed to think for a moment, before his eyes lighted up, as if
being struck by lightning.

"Was he tall, blond, blue eyes, athletic looking, maybe with a soccer shirt
on?"

"Yeah that's right...oh fuck Jordan, don't tell me you know him!"

"That is Jason Coleman, dude! Captain of the soccer team and the sexiest
boy in our grade! How the fuck did you manage to get him to let you blow
him, he's as straight as a fucking arrow! I wanted to do it and dreamt
about it for ages!" Jordan whispered with a big, amazed smile on his face.

"I told you, he wanted a Blackberry, so I brought him one and he allowed me
to blow him. Now I understand why he cried after I was done with him. If he
is as straight as you say, he purely did it just because he wanted that
phone so much. Fuck, Jordan! You have no idea who guiltly I feel doing
that."

"Jeez Kieran, I'm so hard right now! Was Jason the only guy you did this
with?"

Now I had to be careful. I mean Jason was one thing, but Jack and Jordan
are friends. How will he feel that I pushed him away and then went ahead
and let Jack fuck me? I took a deep breath and looked him straight in the
eye.

"Yeah...remember you telling me that Jack was depressed because he didn't
have money to buy his girlfriend anything for her birthday? Well I brought
a Blackberry Bold and told him he could have it...if he fucked the shit out
of me."

"FUCK!!!! Kieran, why Jack? You know I liked him! Why did you had to go and
throw your money around just to get fucked?"

"Please Jordan, calm down, you dont understand..."

"No, its you that dont understand! You're nothing but a fucking money slut!
You think Jason or Jack would have so much as touched you if you didn't
offer them money and Blackberry's? Fuck you, Kieran! Go and use your money
to get yourself a life!" Jordan hissed and stormed out of the kitchen. I
heard him sniff through his nose as he ran up the stairs to his room. I
took my milk out of the microwave and fucked it down the drain. Whether I
drank it or not, there was no way that I would get to sleep tonight. But
one thing I promised myself...never again. Never again!

Two days later I found myself wondering around the house, doing absolutely
nothing. Numerous times I entertained the thought that I should give my
money to charity, or buy myself a business so that I could keep busy and my
mind off young teenage boys. Jordan still wasn't speaking a word to me, and
I didn't blame him. I walked outside onto the patio, where I could hear him
swimming and sat down on the side of the pool, with my feet in the water.

"Jordan, we gotta talk, buddy. We're family, we can't go on treating
eachother like this," I pleaded with him when he assended out of the
water. He looked at me with a scowl on his face.

"That didn't stop you from buying sex from the boy that I wanted for
myself! But no, you and your money thought otherwise."

"Okay Jordan, are you mad at me because I had sex with Jack, or because I
wouldn't allow me and you having sex?"

That struck a definite nerve with my brother as he didn't have a reply for
that. Instead he sighed and hung his head down. I quickly took off my shirt
and jumped into the pool, swimming over to him. I took him in my arms,
stroking his wet hair as he slowly started to shake and shudder in my
arms. I lifted up his face and stroked away his tears, mixed with the water
from the pool.

"Jordan, I love you. I love you very much. But for the final time, we can't
have sex. Its incest, buddy. Please try and understand. I have always been
attracted by boys your age. Buying them things to have sex with them was
the only way that I could think of doing that! Please forgive me, Jordy."

I could feel his arms going around me and pulling me tighter to him. He
looked up to me and caressed my face.

"Please...Kieran just kiss me once...im begging you dude. You have no idea
how much I love you..."

I finally decided to give in and grabbed his face. My lips smashed against
him, my tongue searching and finding his. He grabbed my head, caressed my
neck while kissing me back with so much passion that he could muster. My
cock was rock hard underneath the water, and I could swore I felt his
aswell. I deepened the kiss, placing my right hand on his cheek. I released
the kiss when he started to feel up my dick, and gently placed my forehead
on his.

"No buddy. Not that. I love you, Jordan, and if we weren't brothers, I
would fuck you and let you fuck me in a heartbeat. But we cant do
this. Please understand," I pleaded with him, and I was relieved when he
nodded slowly. He placed his head against my chest and I held him for a
couple of minutes. He was really fucking in love with me...why I couldn't
understand...I just hoped that he would overcome those feelings. I was a
lot of things, but I was NOT about to turn incestous.

That night I wanted some quality time to myself. I thought that I would go
and treat myself at Spur Steak Ranch, as I could really do with a well done
Cheddamelt rump and a cold beer. I drove over to the restaurant, where I
was welcomed and lead to my table for the evening. I sat down and waited
for my waiter to arrive whilst scouting the restaurant to see who also
decided to come and dine alone, just being rich losers such as myself. LOL.

"Good evening, sir! My name is Steven and I'll be your waiter this
evening. May I show you the wine list?"

I turned my head to look up...at the most stunningly handsome dude I had
ever seen! I thought Jason and Jack were fucking sexy as hell, but jeepers
creepers, this boy was giving my heart palpitations! Suddenly I remembered
of my vow never to do anything with a younger boy again...

"Hey there, Steven. No thanks, you can bring me a Castle Draft, and a
Cheddamelt steak, with extra muchrooms, cheese sauce and a baked
potato. For some reason im freaking starving tonight, dude."

He seemed relieved for some reason, shame I could tell that he had probably
worked a long shift. He tried to smooth over his sweaty black hair, but
they were nevertheless falling over his head like overgrown planting. I
took out my Samsung Galaxy and went abour checking my emails and visting
random sites such as FmForums, Back Page Messageboard, Facebook and
Twitter, updated my statuses on both of those social networking sights, and
was just starting to open the Nifty Archive when he brought my beer. I
didn't see it nessasary to hide the fact that I was visiting a gay story
archive, so I thanked him for the beer, and it was then that I decided to
have a little fun.

"Hey Steven, you might wanna wipe those sweatbeads off you forehead dude!
Im cool with it, but other customers might not like that."

"Fuck, I forg...Shit, sorry for swearing! Please dont tell the manager, I
really need this job and..."

"Wow Steven, chilax dude! Im not gonna do anything like that. How old are
you anyway?"

"Im 16, and I had to leave school because my parents could not afford
tution anymore. I had no choice to get myself a job. Im sorry I went on
like that, sir."

"Do me a favour, Steven. Don't call me sir. My name is Kieran. Nice to meet
you dude," I laughed and dramatically extended my hand.

"Damn Kieran, Im glad that im serving you. I have had the most crap
customers the whole day," he sighed and smiled sadly. I really dont think
that this boy knew how hot and sexy he actually was. As he spoke, I
secretly watched his upperbody, trying to imagine how his stomach
looked...if he was ripped with six pack abs, or whether he was
smooth. There was a battle going on in my head...should I or should I not??
I decided there and then that I was going to enjoy my meal and desert and
if I still felt the same, that I would go for it. Steven brought me my meal
in a few minutes time and I started to eat. I noticed that there was more
fries on my plate then one would usually get. The steak was really well
cooked and I enjoyed every bite of it I took. The cold beer rounded it off
very well. After I finished, I felt that I needed some time to digest and
started to walk over to the lounge. I sat down and watched some TV, when I
saw Steven walking over to me.

"Hey Kieran...anything else I can get you? Scotch, brandy, rock shandy,
cognac?"

You could clearly see that he was doing the best he could with every single
customer, which made me feel very bad for having all this money when he had
to leave school because of the lack there of. And my God...he was so
beautiful. For the first time in my life, I thought that I might be in
love...CRAZY I know, but there wasn't another word that I could use to
describe it!

"Yeah buddy, you can bring me a cuppachino with cream. I thought I could
wolf down some desert, but that steak was just too much."

"Cool dude. I'll bring it right away."

It was there and then that i felt my wallet figuratively shake in my
pants. He brought me my cuppachino, and from previous experience of working
in a restaurant, I knew that the coffee's, milkshakes etc was made by the
waiters themselves, not the chefs. It tasted fucking delicious. I relaxed
for a bit, but unlike other times when I've been at Spur, I wasn't bothered
every five minutes by my overtrained waiter. Steven was really a good kid,
a good worker, and given a chance, he would become a sucessfull man one
day. I called Steven over and asked him for my bill, which he later brought
with a sad smile. I couldn't quite understand why he would react that
way. I saw that the bill was R143.75. I pulled out my wallet and placed a
certain number of money in there, before once more calling Steven over.

"Hey buddy, thanks so much for the wonderful service. Really enjoyed the
meal and ofcourse meeting you." I held out my hand and he immediately took
it. It felt like a thousand volts of electricity had suddenly rocked my 21
year old body and when I looked into his eyes...could it be...lust??

"Same here, Kieran. Please come again. I'll be glad to serve ya," he said
with a shy smile. I let go of his hand, gave him the bill and AGAIN there
was the sad look that struck across his face. I shook my head and walked
over to the entrance of the restaurant. I looked over at Steven one more
time as he opened my bill at the cash register. I saw his eyes open wide,
aswell as his mouth, his young, handsome face evolving into a utter shocked
reaction, looking up quickly and spotting me at the front door. He
continued to stare at me while I winked at him and left the restaurant. The
bill was R143.75...and I gave him a R1000, giving him a tip of R856.25. I
smiled and got into my car, but I didn't drive off. I was gonna wait for
him, because my gaydar was making flashes that I just could not
ignore. Could it be...that for once...a younger, 16 year old hunk of a
teenage boy was into me without me having to buy sex from him?

It was just over a hour's time that I saw Steven coming out of the
restaurant, putting on his jacket as he did so. I got out of my car and
slammed the door, startling him.

"Kieran? That you?" he asked, clearly wondering what I was still doing
there after leaving about an hour ago.

"Yeah Steven, I was waiting for you. I trust you got the tip I left you?" I
asked wickedly.

"Dude, about that...this is way too much! I cant keep all this!" he said,
talking the money out of trouser's pocket and handing it back to me. I
kindly placed my hand on his and pushed it back to him.

"Steven, I gave you that tip, not only because I can afford it, but because
its the first time that I've come here that I have actually recieved good
service. Im only 21 dude, and I have been a waiter before, so I know that
it doesn't pay much. Its yours, keep it!"

Steven's bottom lip started to slightly tremble. That fucking nearly broke
my heart when I saw that. I slowly walked over to him and as I reached
Steven, the first tears dropped from his eyes.

"What's wrong, buddy?" I asked, placing my arm around him and pulling him
towards me.

"Fuck Kieran, you don't know how much my family needs this money..." was
all that he managed to croak out, for his chest was heaving as he tried to
keep his tears in.

"Come with me, Steven. Come, I'll take you home. I promise I'm not gonna
hijack you or something."

"I know, Kieran. I trust you."

If my heart hadn't melted before, it certainly did then, when he said
that. We got into my BMW and drove off to his home, with him giving the
directions. The ride was relatively quiet as we stopped infront of his
house after a 10 minute or so drive. I turned towards him.

"If I didn't give you a lift, Steven, would you had to walk all this way?
Its 10 fucking minutes by car, how long would it have taken you?"

"About 40, maybe 45 minutes, I guess. I don't mind, Kieran, its not like I
have a smart car like you. Fuck...sorry I didn't mean that. All the people
I meet that are filthy rich treats me like crap...except you."

This was it, I had to...and if my gaydar turned out to be wrong, then at
least I would never see him again, if I wanted to.

"Steven, im gonna do something...and if you dont like it, you just stop me
immediately, okay?"

And as he nodded, I leaned in towards his beautiful face and kissed him
square on the lips. Now I was expecting a backlash like the one Jason gave
me when I kissed him, but there wasn't. Instead his mouth opened and he
offered me his tongue! I moaned when I felt he was really into this and
deepened the kiss. I moved down to his neck, kissing and licking the soft,
yet manly flesh that I found there. I reached up and ran my fingers through
his sweaty black hair, getting even more turned on. As I pulled away, I saw
the elation on his young, beautiful face, his eyes were closed and his
breathing was coming thick and fast.

"Oh my gosh, Steven, are you ok, did I hurt you?" I asked frantically.

"No...no.. fuck no, Kieran! Damn I wanted this...kissing a guy for so long!
Fuck Kieran, you're so hot, my cock went rock hard when I saw you sitting
in my section!" he babbled on nervously. He was a virgin...

I caressed his cheek and kissed him again, tasting his sweet, teen
lips. Other than Jason and Jack, I wasn't about to do sexual stuff with him
tonight. This time, I wanted something more than a quick fuck.

"Tell you what...its late and you probably have to work tomorrow. Do you
get a lunch break?

"Uhm...yeah from 1 till 2."

"Cool beans, I'll meet you there and take you out. Then we can get to know
eachother better."

Steven seemed confused at that, and I feared that he would not want to go
on a date with a older guy, but then he smiled.

"Why would you wanna be with me, dude? I mean you're hot, you're obviously
rich as fuck..."

"Fuck the money, Steven. Two months ago I had nothing and was working in a
Vodafone Live branch. If I hadn't won the Lotto, I would still be there. I
wanna be with you, because you are so fucking beautiful. You're everything
I ever wanted in a guy. That's if you would wanna go on a date with me..."

Kieran's eyes lit up even more, as I said that, his face breaking into a
huge smile.

"Does this answer your question?" he asked before this time HE kissed me,
embracing me gently while our tongues made love. He slowly pulled away and
once again, there was that shy smile of his.

"I can't wait until tomorrow, Kieran. Im so happy I met you!" he whispered,
another tear appearing and rolling down his face. I wiped it away and
embraced him again, kissing the top of his head. No doubt his kid has gone
through some tough shit in his life. We just sat there in the summer
moonlight, just peacefully holding eachother. I didn't think it was
possible...could it be that I finally found what I was looking for all my
life?



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