Date: Mon, 04 Nov 2002 12:35:42 -0800
From: Steve Thomas <s4d@hotmail.com>
Subject: Seth-2

I have been informed that it would be a good idea to state a few warning
comments.  There may be graphic sexual scenes between men in this story, so
please, if this offends you, or it is illegal or you are underaged to read
such, stop here and hit your "back" button.  If it is okay with you, read on
and enjoy.

This story is totally fictional, written partially out of my experience but
mostly from my fantasy. - Steve

List of characters:

Seth - Since this is a first person story, for these purposes, that would be
- Me!

Chris - my brother, two years older.

Craig - Chris's partner, a year older than Chris.

Luke - A Hawaiian boy that Chris and Craig met on their "Honeymoon" in
Hawaii.  He is two years older than Craig.

Eddie - My foster brother, 3 years younger

Mel - Another foster brother, Eddies little brother, 3 years younger than
Eddie.

Uncle Jake Smith - My uncle.

Aunt Lindy - My aunt and Uncle Jake's wife.

Jake - Uncle Jake's son and 	namesake.  He is a year older than Luke, lives
in Vermont with Colin.

Colin - Jakes partner.  They were married in Vermont last November.

Carrie - Uncle Jake's and Aunt Lindy's Daughter.  Same age as Luke and
Colin.

Rob - Best friend to Chris and Craig, and fiancée to Carrie.

Etta - The Smith's housekeeper.



>From Chapter 1:

"So how come your breath smells so good?"

"Genetics, I guess.  Yours isn't bad either!"  I said, and I could not
resist.  I kissed him!  If I surprised him, I even surprised myself more.
And what surprised me more, was he kissed me back!

"Okay, Haoli, I'm no longer a virgin!"

"You mean you never kissed a guy before?"

"Not a guy or a girl!  I have never done anything with anyone!"

"Are you - interested - in learning?"  I asked, feeling a little unqualified
as a teacher!

"Are you volunteering to teach me?"

"I - uh - well, I'm not all that experienced myself, but I have experimented
a little with my friends.  So maybe we can teach each other?"

"Can I ask you something personal, Haoli?"

"What?"

"Do you believe in `love at first sight'?"



Chapter 2

I had to think about that one!  Coming from one so inexperienced as he
claimed to be, it surely seemed like an honest question.

"I guess that is a no!"  He said with a slightly chagrinned, wry smile.

"NO!  It's not!  It's - I - it just took me by surprise, I guess.  I think -
maybe - it could be.  But I think in my case - I just want to take it more
slowly."

"That's okay.  It was a stupid question!"

"Look, Luke, I can appreciate how hard it was to ask it - I CAN!"  I
answered.  "And I don't want to minimize the intent of it.  I really DO
think you are - um - I want to say hot, but that's not what I feel.  I think
you are extremely cute, and so far, very sweet.  I am so glad you - um -
took the uh, initiative in the car, and could be so comfortable sitting on
my lap.

"Huh!  You think I was comfortable doing that.  Oh, it was plenty
uncomfortable, ergonomically!  But nothing as how uncomfortable and hot as I
felt doing it!"  He was blushing.  "I can feel my ears glowing right now -
but I am surprised that the whole car did not glow the other  night!"

"That made two us us."  I replied.  "When you sat on my lap, and I - er - ?"

"Yeah, I felt that!  Hee hee!  You could not feel what mine was doing!"

"And then this morning when I woke up to you wrapped around me - what you
didn't know," I said, "was that before I woke you up, Chris came in and
shook me awake."

"WHAT!??"  You mean while I was spooning you??  He SAW that?"

"Hee hee!  Yup!"

"O GOD!  Now I won't even be able to look him in the eye!"

"Wha - why not?"  I said.

"Shoot!  He's nice enough to bring me here, and then I go and hit so hard on
his little brother!"

"You have nothing to worry about!  Christy set it up!  Didn't you know
that?"

"Well -"

"He brought you home for ME!  He had a very pleased look on his face when he
saw us.  I think he was surprised we clicked so fast, but he definitely
looked like the cat that swallowed the canary!"

"It must be great to have a brother like him.  I don't have any brothers.  I
have sisters, and only one of them speaks to me.  The rest of the family is
ashamed of me.  My dad considers me non-existent since I came out to him!"

"Oh Luke!  That makes me feel so bad.  But that's how Craig's dad felt, and
ours too to some degree.  But they turned around.  Maybe yours will."

"Not a chance!"

"Why?"

"Hawaiians are very proud.  My full name is Lukamaiola Makamakahaiiolioli.
My father is in the line of the kings.  I am the only son.  He would never
be able to get past that."

"Lukaluka - what?"

"Lukamaiola is my first name.  It is interesting you should say lukaluka,
because Maiola means Lucas in Hawaiian.  So literally my name could be
Lukalucas!  But it's not it's Loo-kah-ma-yo-la.  Go ahead try it!"

"Loo-- kah- -ma- -yo- -la.  Lukamaiola."

"That's it!  In Hawaiian, every letter is pronounced.  Even our state is
usually mispronounced.  Most people say `ha-wa-ee.' Or just `ha-wie'!  It
should be `ha-wai-ee'."

"Oh.  And your last name?"

"It's a run on of several.  I won't bore you with the history.  But it is
pronounced, `mah-kah-mah-kah-hie-yo-li-oh-li'.  You say it!"

"No way!"  I said, embarrassed. "To much mouth exercise for one morning!
How about we try that other exercise?"

"Huh?"

I pulled him in to another kiss.  It was a sweet kiss, a novice's kiss.  It
felt better than anything I ever did with Eddie!  Both his hands squeezed my
butt!  Something new!  OMG, I liked that!  So I reciprocated, and in doing
so, pulled him in for a gentle grind of our front sides.  This surprised
both of us.  He let out a mild groan, answered by myown.

What surprised us even more was when the door opened and Chris stuck his
head in.  "Are you guys - OH!  God!  I'm sorry!"  He quickly closed the
door, and said through the closed door, "Time for breakfast!  Don't make
Etta wait!"

Both Luke and I started giggling!  We were still in our skivvies!  "No time
for a shower now" I said.  "He's right!  We don't want to get on the bad
side of Etta!"

"Well, I have to at least change these!" and he dropped his tightie-whities
on the floor.

"Without a shower?"

Sorry, but you got them all wet!"

"ME?!!"  I said in mock horror.

"Well, it was your fault!  And it looks like you had the same trouble,
Haoli!"

I looked down and indeed there was a huge wet spot in the front of my
boxers!  We were giggling the whole time.

"Shit!  All my clothes are packed up in my suitcase!"  Luke said.

"Mine, too, but I have some hanging in the closet for just this type of
emergency!  Here!"  I said, as I threw him a pair of candy-striped red and
white boxes.  "Put these on first, then pick out something from the closet
to wear."

"Wow!  You're letting me wear your underwear without even showering.  I feel
so privileged!"

"When you are through with them, I will keep them under my pillow after you
leave!"

"We even THINK alike!"  he said, as he reached into his suitcase and tossed
me some of his tightie-whities.

I put them on.  "It's been since about 7th grade when I stopped wearing
these!  I feel as though `someone' is hugging my package!"

"I'm hoping I know who your are imagining!"

We quickly pulled on some of the first clothes we saw in the closet.  We
were half way down the stairs, (this guest house that my brother lives in is
above a garage.) when we noticed that these were both matched sets.  Very
close in color, I was wearing the top to one and the bottom to the other.
Luke was wearing the mates!  When we entered the back door into the kitchen,
Etta, whom Luke had met the night before, met us with a scowl.

"So you don' like my dinner, eh, spoily-boy!"  Etta was from Haiti.  In
another day, years earlier she may have been very beautiful.  She was quite
old, and had worked for the Smiths for many years - as long as I could
remember.  "You at least gotta betta taste for you boy boy!"  She said as
she noted our outfits!  "You betta be nice to this Luke -Ingood boy!"  Then
she turned to Luke and said, "And you will see me in you dream, you hurt my
Seth-seth" She was smiling he approval by this time.  "Now git you to the
dinee room.  You are LATE!"

I looked at Luke and giggled.  "I got a name for you!"

"What?"  He said.

"Luker!"

"Luker?  Where did that come from?"

"I just thought of it - actually Etta helped out."

"Okay. Explain."

"Did you hear what she called you?"

"I - I can't understand about half of what she says."

"You'll get used to it.  She called you `Luke Ingood'"?

"What - what does it mean?"  Luke asked me.

"Just what it says!  `Lookin' good!'  So I now dub thee, `Luker', or in
other words, `looker'!  Because you are one!"  I was quite pleased with my
self!

"So," Carrie said, "Who're the new kids?" She just had come from the
opposite direction, down the stairs from her bedroom.

Uncle Jake was very rich.  He was allowing Chris and Craig to stay rent free
as long as they attended the university.  And it included meals and
utilities.  I could expect the same treatment, if I chose to go to Santa
Barbara.  It kinda made the choice an easy one.  I really wanted to go to
Berkeley, but . . .

Chris spoke up.  "This is Eddie, and his brother, Mel.  They are staying
with my parents for awhile.  And this is Luke!  He's - ah - a friend we met
in Hawaii."

"Oh.  I see."  She answered, making clear that she DIDN'T see.  "And the kid
next to him is his evil twin?"

She was of course referring to me!  This was Carrie.  She usually said what
she was thinking.  She was all at once indicating our size, our clothes and
the possible relationship she was guessing at.  I was in a position to shoot
her the bird, with nobody else seeing.  Her eyes could laugh all by
themselves, and they did.  They also said to me, "I KNEW it!"

"How long can you stay, Seth?"  Auntie Lindy said.

"As long as I want, really.  I don't have a summer job yet and I guess I
will stay long enough to keep Luke company until he has to get back."  At
that. Carrie coughed - it was more of a hoot! - then loudly cleared her
throat.  "When is Rob coming back, Carrie?"  I asked to deflect some of the
attention.

"Next week!  He's only two hours away, and we talk for hours every night on
the phone, but -"  She realized just how excited she was sounding, and this
was not her style, so she stopped.  "Anyway, we - I mean he will be back
next week."

Attention deflected!  Rob, besides being tall and built like Poseidon, with
looks to die for, was very shy and embarrassed very easily.  He was a virgin
- and much to Carrie's dismay, was determined to stay that way until they
married.  They probably were a good match, because Rob's parents were rich,
too.

It is well known that opposites don't attract when it comes to
relationships.  The more things are similar, the better.  Rob and Carrie are
used to privilege that only the rich can provide.  They both are sensitive
to gay issues, though they are straight.

Craig and Christy both come from similar socioeconomic backgrounds.  And
they are both gorgeous!

Colin and Jake?  Well, socio-economically they are not a match, but they
both knew a lot of pain before they were together, because of past
relationships.  And my God!  They are both so HOT!

Luke and Seth.  Where does that leave us?  I come from a barely middle class
family - low expectations.  His family is very rich, even though they have
abandoned him.  He has a wealthy mindset.  They are aristocratic in their
way.  They are a completely different culture than mine.  What do we have in
common?  Well, we are both gay.  That's a start!  We are both hot for the
other's bod!  That's a biggie.  We are both small, so there would be no
complex between us, at least.

Why am I stressing over this?  We just met!  But - but  - - There is this
feeling!  He wondered about "love at first sight".  I wonder too.  My
intellect tells me, no.  It doesn't make sense.  And yet . . .

"So Luke," Carrie continued, "How long WILL you be here?"

"I - *ahem* - well, my airline reservations are for a week, but," he
actually looked at me blushed, and not taking his eyes from me, said, "I can
extend that if I like."  I could feel Carries eyes boring into me!  Of the
Smith family, she always made me the most uncomfortable.

The whole Smith family is outspoken and liberal minded, but she is the most
liberal and the most outspoken.  But she did not say anything this time.
She didn't have to.  Luke's words and actions spoke volumes.  I felt scared,
excited, embarrassed and in a corner all at once. Something deep within me
made me say, looking directly at Luke, "We need to talk - a LOT!"

After breakfast, we went up to our room to change into some surfer shorts
and sandals.  We drove to the beach, left our shirts in the car and started
to walk.  Luke started: "Boy you know how to shut a guy down, don't you?"

"Luke, I think we need to get some things - uh - clear.  We are not in
Hawaii now.  I don't know how you acted when you were among people you knew,
and might meet on the street, but - You can't assume that I am as "out" as
you are.  Even to the family.  I am not - I - I just don't like them to know
everything - maybe even before I know it myself."

"I'm so sorry, Seth.  You're right.  I am out over there!  I guess I just
expected that you were, as well."

"Well, I'm not!  I'm barely past the stage of wondering if I really AM gay.
And even here in Southern California, the political climate is not as
liberal as it is in Hawaii.  And I will never be a militant gay!  I want a
boy to love, and to mind my own business.  That's all."

"Okay, I can live with that.  I am not militant either.  I just don't care
who knows.  Well, actually I DO care but -"

"Well, I guess that's okay for you, but don't let that attitude invade my
privacy, K?  I don't want to be outed by anyone else."

"Seth, I really am sorry."  He took my hand.  I jerked it away!  "What?"

"You see?  You have no idea who I might know here!  You just can't do things
like that."

"Crap!  I - I'm sorry, I -"

"Stop being so damned sorry and just be more careful!"  I think I was a
liitle too strong with that.

He was completely crestfallen by now.  I felt bad.  But I needed to say
those things.  I took his hand.  He immediately jerked it away. "Wha!" he
said, "I thought you said -"

"Now I want to apologize."  I replied.  "I don't know anyone here!  But you
didn't know that, see?  So I'm sorry but unless we are alone, you need to
follow my lead.  I reached for his hand once again.  I squeezed it.  "Is it
going to be difficult for you - not being `king' and having things your own
way?"

"What?"

"Well, if you are in the line of the kings, haven't you pretty much grown up
doing whatever you want?"

"Omigod, no!"  he exclaimed!  "If anything our mothers are even harder on us
than most.  Royalty there is supposed to serve, not lord over the people!"

"Really?"

"Really!  And even though there IS no royalty any more, and scores of
descendents from the last king, we still are expected by the grandmothers to
act the part.  That's why my being gay is such a disgrace in my family!"

"Certainly YOU don't feel that way, do you, Luker?"

"How can I not!  It's part of me.  I can rationalize and work it out
logically in my head, but - it still colors my outlook.  So I probably
overcompensate."  He got a faraway look in his eyes, as they clouded over.
"It's not fair!  They have cast me out, and yet my family still owns me!"
Tears started to form.  He looked away.  Then he forced himself to look
back, and smiled.  "I'm not supposed to do this!  An heir to the thrown does
not cry!"

I changed the subject: "You wanna run?"

"Yes!"

We sprinted about a quarter mile, then brought it down to a slow trot, and
then about 25 yards from a bathroom, we walked the rest of the way to the
toilet.  No one else was in there, so I put my arms around Luke.  He was
stiff at first, but then looked into my eyes.  I think he was looking for
something - and found it.  He softened up and melted into my embrace.  It
wasn't a sexual thing.  Well, maybe it was a little bit! We stood that way,
almost as one, for half a minute until we heard someone coming in.  We broke
the embrace and each found a urinal to use.

We walked out into the bright late morning light, and he said, "Race you to
the car!"  A quarter mile is a pretty long sprint!  He reached the car way
before me.  And I'm not a slow runner!


"You haolis sure are wimps!"  He said, still all out of breath, as I reached
the car.  I collapsed in the sand in front of the car.  He looked so hot,
his body glistening with sweat, his black hair hanging long across the side
of his face.  He flipped his head, then combed his hair back with his
fingers.  He had such a cute little boy look to him.  He continued, "You
look like a little kid!"  I double-flashed!  He could have been reading my
mind!  He extended his hand.  I took it and he pulled me up.  He walked
around me.  "The back of you is covered with sand!  We better go wash off in
the water, eh?"

At ten-thirty in the morning, there were not too many people in the water
yet, except some kids who will go in no matter how cold it is either in the
water or out, and a few surfers.  I ran in full bore, while Luke felt the
cold water and waded in slowly.  We were about knee deep, as he said, "I
think maybe I'll just watch as you rinse off the sand!  Damn it's cold
here!"  he was used to the lukewarm water in Hawaii.  I said okay, here hold
this a minute.  I stuck out my hand, with nothing in it.  He bit, hook, line
and sinker.  As soon as he reached out to me, I grabbed him and tackled him,
throwing us both into the cold water!

"Damned Haoli!  Now you are gonna pay for that!"  He hollered.  He soon
forgot the cold and we dunked and played as we got used to the water.  The
waves were rather small.  He said, "Do you know how to body surf?"

"Its all I do know!  There is this place, Huntington Beach, where we go to
body surf.  Big waves - well big for around here!"

"Okay, but can you surf on your back?"

"HUH?"

"Watch me!"

He waited for the next wave, swam fast, then turned over on his back, still
paddling with his arms.  When he came back out to where I was, he said,
"Whadaya think?  I thought that up by myself!  How did it look?"

""Uh, well, I guess it looked pretty good."

"Wow!  Could you be a little less enthusiastic?"

"Well I was kinda distracted by your sail!"

"My sail?"

"With your back arched up like it was, the front of your shorts made a very
striking sail!"

"OH!  Heh!  I was just showin' off for you!"

"Well, I'd rather see it with just the mast - forget the sail!"  I said.

"Your askin' for it, aren't you!"  He replied.

"Actually I'm hoping for it!"

"Well," he said, "I'm glad, because I was kinda hoping to give it to you!"
He had the cutest grin on his face I ever saw!  I have to say, my face was
hurting from the constant smile!  We were waist deep by this time, and he
said, "Will there be anyone home in the middle of the day, on a weekday?"

"Why, were you getting tired - ready for nap time, are we?"

"Something like that!"  He replied.

"Well I don't know about you, but I can't exactly leave the water at the
moment.  My mast is sailing pretty high."

"Is it?"  He asked.

"Stop looking, perv!"

"Oh, was I staring?  Sorry!  But the water here is so murky compared to
where I come from, I had to concentrate more to see.  I'll close my eyes."

He closed his eyes and said, "Ah yes!  That's much better!  The water
distorts everything so much!  It looked so much bigger through the water!"
He grabbed me through my shorts.  "Nope, doesn't seem to be getting any
smaller!"  He started stroking through my shorts.  "I wonder how long it
will be before you can get out?"

"Out of the water - or out of my bathing suit?  Or did you mean, 'get off!'
If you will stop molesting me, I know we could probably think of a nice way
of falling asleep back in our room."

"You mean MY room, don't you, Haoli?"  His hand kept up its stroking.
"Maybe I don't want no Haoli sleeping with me!"

"Suit yourself.  Your loss!  But if you don't stop that, I may not have
anything left for later!"  I then reached out and felt him.  He was
considerably bigger than I in THAT department!  "Wow!  You may be small for
a Hawaiian, but you pack a hefty outrigger!"

"Okay, I think we better stop or we'll not get home before dinner!"  He
said.  "Oh, by the way, it's all right - you can sleep with me!"

We horsed around like that for a few more minutes.  We were really quite
giddy about it, because we were both pretty nervous.  He had only dreamed
about doing anything with anybody, and I had never "been with" an adult
before.  I know I was excited by the prospect.

When we did get out of the water, we ran for our clothes, because it was
pretty evident that we were not going to go soft any time soon.  With our
shirts as camouflage, we ran to the car, both of us giggling all the way.
Luke might have been almost 22, but he was as giddy and as cute as any
teenager!  It felt so good to see in him exactly how I felt!

By the time we got home, our shorts were more publicly presentable, and good
thing, because Etta was just going out to the store as we were walking up to
our place.

"Home so soon, boys?"

"We didn't sleep much last night," I excused, "We're going to take a nap."

"Well, if you nap don't tire you out too much, maybe you like have some
lunch when I get back?"

"We'll think about it.  Thanks!"

As soon as we were in the door, Luke slammed the door and pulled me into
him.  Our boys were springing to attention already!  We kissed very tenderly
at first, but it got hotter and more intense by the moment.

"Hi!"

We sprang apart like two like-poled magnets.  "Rob!  I thought you were gone
until next week?"

"Glad to see you too, Seth!  Who's your friend?"

Oh!  This - this - this is-"  We were both standing there, our hands trying
in vain to cover our embarassment.

"Hi.  I'm afraid you kind of surprised us.  Seth really does know my name.
It's Luke.  I came back with Chris and Craig."

"Oh!  You seem to have gotten on well with Seth, I see.  Good God!  I'm
surrounded by fags!"  Rob was almost as big as Luke and me together.  Luke
looked offended by Rob's remark, and Rob caught that immediately.  "Oh,
please don't take that wrong!  Chris and Craig are my best friends!  And
Seth is like a little brother I never had."

"Chris brought Luke home for me!"  I said proudly.

"Good!  I know he was worried about those two kids."

Luke looked perplexed by that, so I explained, "He's talking about Eddie and
Mel.  I used to fool around with them, but now that I am 18, and they are
living with us, I can't do that any more."

"And speaking of Eddied and Mel, where are they?"  Rob said.  I was told
they would be in my room.  I put my bags in the extra room in the big house,
and came up here expecting to find them."

"I don't know for sure, but my guess is that they would be in watching
movies or cartoons or something.  They were doing that earlier this morning
up here, but the Smith's theater room is so much neater with its huge screen
and sound system.  We just came back here to take a nap."

"That's what I was trying to do when you slammed the door.  Try not to have
too loud a nap, k?  I really do need to sleep."

"Hee hee!"  I laughed!  "You'd sleep better, if you kept time with our
rhythm!"  Rob turned crimson, and looked away and smiled.  "Well, schlaf
gut, mein freund!"  and I pulled Luke into the bedroom.

"That was kind of rude wasn't it?"  He said.

"He wanted to sleep, and obviously he knew how we were going to get
ourselves to sleep."

"What was all that about him keeping time to our rhythm?"

"Heh!  He used to do that with Chris and Craig.  He could hear them making
love and would wank in time to it!"

"But I though you said he was straight!"

"He is, well - but - he thinks it's hot to get off at the same time as they
do - or did.  He claims he doesn't do that any more. Want's to save himself
for Carrie."

"You mean no more wanking until he gets married?  Yeah, like that's gonna
happen!"

"Well, if anyone can do it, he can."  I replied.  "We will be quiet, so as
not to bother him.  And just in case, I better lock our door, in case the
boys come back up."

I walked to the door and turned the lock, and shut out the light.  I turned
around and was confronted by a small naked body with a very large protrusion
jutting out from the front of it.  I grabbed the protrusion, and said, "I
think I will want a shower first, to wash off the salt and sand."  I shed my
wet shorts and pulled Luke toward the shower room.  There was a shower room
that was common to two of the rooms.  I locked the other doors, and turned
on a shower.  There were three shower stations.  We each took a station and
washed off.  It just did not occur to us to do anything in the shower!  So
we washed ourselves and when we were done, Luke came over and wrapped
himself around me for the first time, nude!  We were both wet and standing
under my shower.  I felt like I was going to go off just standing there.

He grinned at me, put his finger to his mouth, and just said, "Shhh".  He
unlocked the doors and pulled me into our room, locking the door behind us.
It reminded me of that first time I saw Chris and Craig from the bathroom
door at our house.  Before that, even though I had experimented with Eddie
and Mel quite a bit, it still did not dawn on me that I might be gay.

We went to the bed and lay down.  We were both shy all at once.  He started
rubbing his Mr. Big, and so I followed suit.  We did not take our eyes away
from each others eyes for the whole time, until it was very soon that he
started to moan, and this brought me to my height, and I to began making
high pitched very quiet noises of my own.  We shot all over each other.

I reached out and scooped up some of his from my chest and put it in my
mouth, never taking my eyes from his.  He did the same, and then got some
more and put it in my mouth.  We kissed deeply, and then snuggled together
and fell asleep.


Notes:  And so Seth and Luke take their relationship to a sweet next level.
Please direct any comments to Steve, s4d@hotmail.com.

Thanks!  Love, Steve