Date: Thu, 1 Jan 2004 18:38:22 +0530
From: Kam <kamguy@alexandria.cc>
Subject: The Boy 1

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This is story involving gay charcters and their relationship. If you are
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So without further ado...here is the story.


THE BOY - By 'Mak'
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Chapter 1

I got out of the car, and there it was, my new home. I looked at it, no, I
stared, like I was mentally trying to blow it into pieces, nope, didn't
work. Guess I had to live in it. The only thing that moving 5 times taught
me was, make no friends, it'll hurt less without them. My parents went in,
I was still standing outside looking around. I noticed there weren't many
kids around that place, not like I cared. I looked at the neighbors' house,
I saw someone looking at me through the window and then "he" disappeared,
or was it my imagination? It could've been especially after a 12 hour-long
ride. I went in, my parents were going around the house, as if looking for
trap doors. They were the best things that ever happened to me after my
real parents died, that's right, but I don't believe God could've taken
care of me the way they had. I loved them and they loved me. They adopted
me after my Mom found out she couldn't give birth.

My Dad turned to me and asked, "So, What do you think?"  "Well, its better
than the last place" I said "and more peaceful I guess" "Just the way you
like it, right?" Mom asked almost sarcastically "Yeah Mom, perfect!" I said
trying to copy her tone, "So where's my room, I do have one, don't I?"
"Upstairs son! Umm, first door to the left," shouted Dad just before
entering the kitchen.

That was all I needed, I picked up my boxes and sprinted upstairs. I opened
the door and the next thing I saw made my jaw drop to the floor, it was my
room. Twice the size of the other rooms I had in the past and right there
beside my bed, my new computer. I don't quite remember now, but I believe I
had screamed involuntarily which is exactly when my Dad came up and asked
me what I thought, I just went over and hugged him, I think he knew what I
wanted to say. He said it's all hooked up and ready and told me that there
was still time for supper so if I wanted I could surf the net. I knew
exactly why he did all this, he knew I didn't like to meet people, talk to
them or have any sort of contact what so ever, which is the main reason I
never made many friends or should I say I never wanted to, a minuscule
sociopath, that's what I knew myself as. I never left my room unless
absolutely necessary, sometimes my parents even had to convince the
neighbors that they had a "son".

I started the computer and soon enough I was on the net surfing through
profiles at gay.com. I knew I was gay 2 years ago, and now I'm 15, lonely,
introverted and closeted, no, not much of a progress, at all. But I learned
to get used to it, to be alone, I guess the only reason I considered myself
alive was because of my parents. The only socializing I ever did would be
in chat rooms, web forums and any other place where the person I'd be
talking to would be about a million miles away. I met a guy who was quite
fun to talk to and gay, but he left soon and said he'd mail me. Yeah sure I
said. No! I never did hear from him again, wasn't expecting to either, its
when they actually write I'm surprised. Well, dinner was ready, and so was
I, to eat. I finished went upstairs played some games and then went to
bed. It was the summer vacation so I didn't exactly have to worry about
school the next day.

I woke the next morning because of the sun on my face, I hadn't seen it
last night but I had big window in my room, which interestingly gave me a
straight good view of a bedroom of my neighbor's house. I stood there by
the window looking out to see what the day was like, just in case I do
decide to explore the place. What I didn't expect to see was the man next
door, or at least his back. He was moving around in a towel looking for
something. I tried not to be a peeking tom but it was hard. From what I saw
this guy had a back of an Adonis. And just as if God knew what I was
thinking, the guy's towel fell off, but apparently he caught it too quickly
not giving me anything more than a quick glimpse of his of so cute
behind. Well, no use "window-shopping" I thought, I headed downstairs for a
shower and breakfast.

I had some friendly chat with my parents about the place and what school
I'd be going to (or what kind of bullies I'd be facing, yup I'm a walkover
doormat) My Dad left for work, and soon my Mom got ready to leave too, she
said she had to buy some supplies for the house, though I wasn't paying
much attention. She said she'd be 2 hours or so and gave me the usual
safety lecture and the "be good" speech. She left and I was home alone, I
turned on the TV, but the cable wasn't connected yet, so much for quality
entertainment, yeah right! So went upstairs and turned on the PC and
started on some games, but soon I got bored too. I was just about to
connect to the net just when the doorbell rang, it had just been over 45
minutes since Mom left, and she said she wouldn't be back for 2 hours. I
ran downstairs and slowly opened the door. There he was, I'd say 25
something and cute as hell, I was certain he was going to ask for
directions so I just blurted out, "I'm sorry I'm new here, I don't know
anything about this place" he said, "I know, Ian isn't it? Umm I'm your new
neighbor. Your Mom stopped by earlier to ask me to check on you after some
time. So, you need anything I'm right next door" I told him I was okay and
thanked him and then he turned around to leave and I knew instantly that he
was the guy I saw in the morning. I thanked God and closed the door.

To be Continued...

Please give me some feedback on this chapter and tell me if you want more
of this. You can mail me on kamguy@alexandria.cc