Date: Wed, 23 Feb 2000 12:19:04 -0800 (PST)
From: Bardiel <bardiel13@yahoo.com>
Subject: steven and the turners 5

This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between young men.
Although the characters are young teenagers, It doesn't mean the author
endorses or approves sexual liaisons between underage teens or young
men.  The following story is just a fantasy. None of this stories are
based on any fact known to the author. If you are not of legal age to
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Chapter 5: Perspectives.

Mike couldn't be happier. He was going out, but not with his friends. He
was going out with his English tutor. They had become friends, he
thought, and they got along fine. His tutor was really cool. Steven Baker
wasn't much older than him, but he had a job he loved, he was doing
great, he knew anything about everything and always had an answer for any
kind of question.

Mike admired Steven. He could only hope he would be that successful one
day. Steven was not only cool, but he was really good looking as well.
Mike had never paid attention to other men, but he had become quite
fixated on Steven. At first he thought he was so cool, and that developed
into admiration, which later developed into infatuation, and later into a
full fledged crush. He had began thinking about Steven in a sexual way.
Wondering how he looked like naked, how and how often did he jack off,
how different his cock was from his own, how he'd love to touch it and
suck it, and so much more. He wanted him to show him everything. He
wanted to explore Steven's body.

This thought caused him to get aroused and he was rubbing the tent that
had formed in his shorts. He took out his seven inches and started to
gently rub it against his lower abdomen. Playing with the foreskin,
moving it back and forth. He resisted his urge to jack off and got up
from his bed and got completely naked. It was in times like this that he
thanked for having a room for himself. When they moved in from the
apartment, he was really happy to get a room for himself. He couldn't
stand any longer to have to share a room with his brother Sean. That
little bugger was so good looking, he was certainly jealous of him, but
he wouldn't admit it.

He stood in front of his bathroom's mirror and checked himself out. He
had a nice built, he played rugby twice a week and he went to the gym.
His upper chest was in perfect shape, not too muscular but perfectly fit.
He certainly was good looking, nice nose; brown sexy eyes; straight,
short, thick, brown hair, just a little spiky. His arms were well defined
and his legs were quite nice also. He didn't have much hair on his body,
just a little blond fuzz on his arms and legs. He was very proud of
himself. He had his share of conquests but he always embellished the
quantity a little. But now, girls were not the matter of his fantasies.
He had found himself looking at other men increasingly, but he only cared
about one.

Many times, he had tried to raise the subject of sex with Steven but he
never went too far. But at least there was one thing he knew about
Steven, he wasn't homophobic. One day he had caught him and Sean fighting
and calling each other "faggot" and things like that. It wasn't the first
time he'd seen them like that, but he sure got pissed that time. He had a
long talk with them and told them they shouldn't be calling each other in
those terms. He told them that they shouldn't discriminate people because
of what they are, despite of their race, religious beliefs or sexual
orientation. He told them they should only judge people for how they act
and not for who they are. He even told them one of his best friends was
gay and he didn't have a problem with it. He made them promise not to
treat each other like that, at least when he was present.

Mike felt so relieved to hear that. At least, no matter what happened,
Steven wouldn't go ballistic if he found out he was gay. He wasn't sure
how he was going to deal with his feelings, but at least he wasn't
afraid. Nervous? Completely, but he wasn't freaking out any more. He
could only hope for tonight, but at least they would be together and he
could admire him from a distance. At least, for now.

I picked up Mike at Seven. I didn't take the car since Mike lived only
ten blocks away from the cinema. We walked together talking about
everything that came to mind, like we always did. I was quite surprised
Mike wasn't making any comments on the girls walking by, specially since
a couple of them walked by us and smiled. They were checking us out, no
doubt, but he said nothing. Not even the smallest sexual remark. This
wasn't the Mike I knew, so I was kind of surprised.

"Are you feeling all right?" I asked, acting a little concerned.

"Yes, I'm fine. Why do you ask?"

"Well. two hot girls just went by, they smiled at you and you didn't
move. You must be sick or something!" I laughed.

"I'm o.k. I'm just glad we are having fun. I'm not interested in anything
else other than us. I mean, I only want to have fun, you know, a guys
night out, or something."

"That's nice. It's just that I had you for this Casanova who never missed
a chance."

"Well, I am not like that. I'm just enjoying the moment, that's all."

Wow, I never saw that one coming. I never expected something like that
from him. He usually was all "perky" and maybe just a little oversexed.
This was a side of him I never knew he had. And he was acting weird, too.
What was going on? I had no clue.

Dinner went smoothly. He was quite inquisitive all night making me all
sorts of questions, from my school life to my social life, and finally to
my love life.

"You told me yesterday you weren't interested in any kind of
relationship. Why is that?"

I looked at him and gave him the same answer I give all my friends when
they ask why I'm not with some girl.

"Because I am not ready for that. I'm all right the way I am. Everything
is going great right now and a relationship is not a priority right now.
I'm perfectly all right with things the way they are." that is, now that
I'm with your brother, I thought to myself.

"That's sad, Don't you think you are missing the chance to love someone
and to be loved yourself?" he looked at me in some sort of way that left
me puzzled.

"Don't get me wrong, if the right person comes along, I won't miss the
chance. If I feel I've found the right person I'll never let her go"
"her" that's funny, that's the hetero shield working.

"How will you know it's the right person? What if you already know that
person and you didn't notice? What if that person doesn't say anything
because you always say you don't want a relationship?" he looked more
serious this time and I didn't like the tone of this conversation. I'm no
genius in gay coming ons, being new at this game and all, but his look
made me nervous as hell.

"Well, I don't know... I had to be there and see. I'm not the kind of
person who plans this things. I once was, but this things never work the
way you expect them, so I tend to let things flow. By the way, I think we
should be heading for the cinema to get some tickets." I changed the
subject immediately. I was scared of the implications and I wasn't sure
if it wasn't just me, reading what wasn't there. He seemed to be deep in
thought as we walked to the cinema. I couldn't wait to meet Sean and his
friend. I would feel a lot better when I wasn't alone with Mike any more.

Mike's mind was in turmoil. He was so confused. That afternoon everything
seemed so clear. He never expected to have that conversation with Steven.
Part of his conversation lead him to believe that there was a chance that
he could tell Steven about his feelings, but then he wasn't sure any
more. He feared rejection. He feared ridicule. He feared loosing what
little he had. His mind was analyzing a million different things at once.
Hundreds of questions flooded his brain. Should he say something? Should
he stay quiet? Should he say it? Should he make something up? Should he
just come out and say he was gay? He knew Steven would never tell and
that he would be understanding. Maybe he could "test the waters" before
jumping in. Or should he just say it?

I kept watching him as we entered the cinema. He looked pale and
troubled, but I couldn't say anything. I was afraid of his reaction, of
whatever he might say. I didn't have a clue about what he was thinking,
but I was afraid. I was afraid of what I deep inside knew. I was afraid
of what he was going to say.

"Steven, I..." he was trying really hard for his voice sound natural.

"No, please, I'm sorry if I said anything that offended you!" I tried to
sound sincere. "I really am."

"No, it's all right. You could never offend me. It's just that..." he was
doubting. I could feel his mouth was dry as my own.

"I..." he went on "I'm... I'm..."

"HELLO PEOPLE! HELLO!" the annoying boy did something good for a change.
My heart was about to stop. Thank God Jay had always been the master of
bad timing (or good timing in my case).

Sean was standing beside him and he gave me a look of concern. I must
have been white as a ghost.

"Hi, Mike. Hi, Steven. What a surprise." Sean said.

I got my breath back from wherever it had gone and returned the greeting.

"Hi, guys. What's up?"

Before any of them could answer, Mike blew up. And I mean it literally!

"What the hell are you doing here?" he yelled to his brother. "What are
you doing here? What do you want?"

Mike was red and he was really enraged. He looked at his brother like he
wanted to kill him. My fears where confirmed with this outburst of
hostility, but I didn't get why he got so mad with Sean; after all, it
was Jay who interrupted us, thank God. I took Mike to one side and told
him to calm down. He calmed down shortly after but I could tell that some
kind of cloud had descended upon him. He wasn't having fun anymore. He
wasn't angry anymore. He was just out of himself. A million miles away.
After he apologized for his behavior, I left him with Jay and went with
Sean to buy some tickets. I couldn't tell him what I thought was the
reason for his brother's outburst, but maybe I should have. I just
couldn't or didn't want to deal with that any time sooner.

"What was that for? Why did he get so mad?" Sean asked.

"I don't know, I think he was about to tell me something personal when
you showed up."

"Like what?"

"Knowing your brother, it was probably about some girl. He must have
thought you were ears dropping. It's not the first time, you know."

"I guess so. He always does this kind of thing. I told you he wouldn't be
happy to see me."

"I see what you mean. But I couldn't be happier you are hear." and that
was a huge understatement.

We bought the tickets and we sat down for the movie. I sat between Sean
and Mike and Jay sat next to Sean. The movie was quite interesting. Sean
and I pressed our legs together through the entire movie. It felt great
to have him close to me. His presence was enough to make me feel
comfortable again. It could have been really awkward but neither Mike nor
Jay were paying any attention to us. When the movie was over, I left with
Mike and Sean left with Jay. We didn't have the chance to say anything.
Jay gave me a strange look before leaving. I thought for a second that he
was really mad at me for something, but what could it be? We really
didn't know each other that well.

I walked Mike to his house, we talked a little but about nothing in
particular.

"I had fun. The movie was great. Maybe we can do it again?"

He was still acting a little strange but he was smiling.

"Sure. See you on Monday, then. Bye!"

"Bye!" he said. "..."

When I got home I went straight to bed. I was tired after everything that
had happened, but I couldn't sleep. Mike's attitude had certainly freaked
me out. I knew what he was going to say. I was sure. Why did this have to
happen? Why now? Why does it have to be like this? I'm with Sean now, and
I love him. That's all I ever wanted.(And yet, you made your choice.)

The other thing that bothered me was the look I got from Jay. I realized
then that Jay and I hadn't even exchanged one word the whole time we were
there. Was he mad at me? What for? We barely knew each other. I had no
idea why it bothered me so much. I finally fell asleep. My last thought
was about Sean and how he loved me. For the moment it seemed enough. It
seemed to be the only thing that mattered.