Date: Mon, 01 Sep 2003 13:07:33 +0000
From: stoo man <stoo_bob_@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Little Guy Chapter 12 gay college life"

This story is based on real events. Some of the character names have been
changed to protect various parties. If you are under age and/or are living
in an area where stories involving male/male sex is illegal then leave
now. The author retains all rights. I love to hear from you all, so as ever
please drop me a line at stoo_bob_@hotmail.com. It's real easy, just takes
a minute and you will make me a real happy guy!

Little Guy

By Stoo

The next morning we were up bright and early. I had packed a few things away
the night before and I was now fitting them into the boot. Al stood at the
doorway scratching his head. He was so tired, the shower hadn't even woken
him up.

"You can sleep in the car!" I laughed but he shook his head.

"I'll be fine... Just stop for coffee, ok!" He grinned and I nodded.

"Can't wait to get on the road!" I said as I moved around the car, checking
all the tires. Then I popped the hood. I didn't fancy driving into the
Highlands and then figuring out there was something wrong with the car. As I
was bending over to check the oil, I felt Al's hands circle my waist.

"Mmm, just stay like that!" he whispered, causing me to giggle.

"Get a grip, you randy bugger!" He responded by thrusting against me.

"I've got a grip and I'm not letting go!" I shook my head sadly, closing the
oil cap.

"Oh, yeah... Well I had toast and beans this morning before you got up... If you
follow me!" Al released me and dived backwards allowing me to get into the
car with a chuckle.

"Really?" He asked suspiciously. His eyes were so damned cute and puffy
cause he was tired.

"No... But it got you off me!" He shook his head. "Would you close the bonnet
for me big boy!" I grinned as he dropped the bonnet closed and climbed into
the car. Quickly he adjusted the seat, until the backrest was reclined a
little. Ryan had been the last person in the passenger seat and he likes the
backrest forwards. It is a constant cause of minor friction between the two.

"He does it just to spite me!" Al grumbled, rubbing his hands together
because of the morning chill.

"Yeah! He does!" I confirmed, "Don't worry babes, I've got the heaters on,
won't be long till it heats up!" Al reached across and drew me in close,
kissing my cheek.

"I'm warm now!" He said resting his head on my chest. I grinned, he always
know the right thing to say to make a guy's heart melt. "Stoo..." He looked up
into my eye's offering a little smile when he saw how much love I was
looking upon him with.

"Yeah?" I gently played my hands over his short sideburns, which were quite
jaggy because they were recently trimmed. I love the feeling of recently-cut
hair.

" I love you!" He whispered causing me to chuckle.

"That's weird!" I whispered back, causing him to raise his eyebrows.

"Why?" He seemed to be taken aback.

"Cause it's exactly how I feel about you!" He giggled, his body shaking
against mine.

"You're daft!" I tousled his hair and kissed his head as he settle back into
his own seat.

"Yeah... True!" With the car sufficiently warm, I flipped a cd from it's case
and put it on. Probably one of the Eagles cd's I have in the car (hee hee
hee), more than likely the `Hell Freezes Over' one.

Driving into the Highlands is just an amazing thing. One minute you are in
the city, then you pass farmland and then the next minute right in front of
you are huge rolling hills as far as the eye can see. It was now late
morning and the sun had made an appearance making the heaters redundant. We
now had both windows and the sunroof open, moving along the fast country
roads. I kept it just under the speed limit, there is no point driving fast
through scenery like this. It's just too breathtaking.

"Hey buddy, look over there!" I pointed out the window with a smile, causing
Al to spin round, "That's the three sisters!" I pointed to a glen where
three mountains stood side by side. Even now they were shrouded with mist
and snow, "Now let me see if I can get this right. They are called..."

"Beinn Fhada, Gearr Aonach and Aonach Dubh!" Al shot me a wide grin. I was
shocked that he knew and it must have been apparent in my face, "Your dad
let me see some of the pictures you have of them, and he explained them all
to me!"

"Damn, my dad stole my thunder!" We both laughed out loud as we passed the
valley by. If you ever get the chance to see the Scottish Highlands, it's
well worth it. When the clouds lift and the sun smiles it can be a place of
immense sparkling beauty, a place where the heart quickens at the sight of
the mountains. Where the sheer and absolute harmony of nature can stop you
dead in your tracks. It's that first sighting of the Buachaille Etive Mor at
the very gates of Glencoe.

Driving on for another twenty or so minutes, I pulled the car onto a small
dusty track to the left,. Spinning the wheel to the right, I pulled into a
small parking area. Deliberately I had pulled up right next to one of the
most beautiful spots by the river. To the left there is an old building
which had been whitewashed and converted into a hotel, and to the right is a
massive mountain. Al's jaw was practically on the floor.

"What do you think, babes?" I asked as the fans of the car could be heard
over the absolute silence of the place. The engine clicked as it began to
cool down after the long drive.

"God, this place is so beautiful, Stoo!" He was out the car, his wonderful
blue eyes soaking up the beauty surrounding him for the very first time. It
was a wonderful thing to watch, as he didn't know which part to settle his
eyes on. I locked up the car and joined him on a huge rock overlooking the
river.

"There is a path that leads down to the river, Al you have got to feel how
cold the water is. It's ice!" Al took a huge inhalation of breath, letting
the clear air fill his lungs. Then almost reluctantly he let it go. He
hopped down off the rock, and I led him by the shoulders down a steep path
to the river. His foot slid a little, and he fell back into my chest, I
caught him easily but he didn't push himself off and upright again, instead
he just snaked his arms around my waist. Once we had stepped down near the
river's edge, I let him go, allowing him to move to take in the beauty of
the fast-flowing water. Gingerly, he dipped his fingers in and withdrew them
sharply, whooping with a mixture of joy and surprise.

"God, that's COLD!" He danced about me like a kid in a candy store. "Look,
look at the size of that fish!" It seemed that to further Al's delight the
big brown trout rose to the surface of the water and flopped back down into
it. I remember sitting on that exact spot the very first time I had been up
here, my dad's arm round me with him pointing out the fish and me leaping
about as filled with energy as any eleven year old. Now seeing Al, although
older than eleven (ha ha ha), leaping about gave me a little nostalgic
feeling. After taking a few snap shots of Al standing by the river with the
wind in his hair and that killer smile on his face, we had a picnic which I
had brought with me.

I spread the tartan shawl on the ground laying out the basket. We munched
quietly on what treats I had made up the night before with equally wide
grins on both our faces. Al's cheeks were quite red because of the highland
air and his fleece jacket was pulled up around his shoulders. Damn, he
looked cute!

"Cold?" I asked him with a smile. He nodded, shrugging his shoulders.

"A little!" He confirmed and I held one arm out for him to come snuggle in.
With a smile he scooted over, still munching on a slice of quiche. Nestling
himself under my arm, he reached over for a roll. After munching our way
through the picnic, I lay back on the shawl. Just content to be where I was.
Al was sitting cross legged beside my side, just looking all around himself.

"Hey, best is yet to come, matey!" After clearing up we hit the road again.
About twenty minutes later we pulled in for petrol and Al decided he needed
to go to the toilet before his bladder burst. So he dived off whilst I
filled the car. When he got back to the car he looked a bit relieved.

"I thought I was gonna have to pee in some bush or sumit there!" I laughed
rubbing the back of his neck.

"I'm sure all the sheep round here would have loved that sight!" As I was
speaking I had been slowly crawling the car forwards. Then, as he was about
to respond, I pulled sharply out onto the road once more pushing him back
into his seat.

"Bastard!" He mouthed causing me to grin.

"I should have done that when you needed the toilet!" He threw me a
threatening glare and I raised one hand in surrender.

"Ok I give in!" As we cruised the twisting roads, Al seemed captivated with
every part of the scenery. It was glorious to watch him awe-inspired by the
Highlands, just as I had been as a boy. It had taken up the best part of the
day driving around and having the picnic. The last leg of the journey took
about another hour. It was growing late, and Al was getting tired. Being on
the road all day can do that to you.

He was asleep by the time I pulled the car up next to Loch Leven. The sun
was just setting as we arrived and I grinned. Perfect. Shutting down the
engine I took a moment to marvel at the beauty of his sleeping form. Giving
him a little nudge, I woke him.

"Damn, sorry, Stoo, must have dozed off... Where are we?" He looked around
himself seeing we were parked up. The trees in front of us were blocking the
loch, so he had no idea.

"Let's take a little stroll see If we can wake you up a little!" I suggested
with a smirk, getting out the car. He looked at me curiously for a minute
then followed. I pressed the small button on my key-ring locking the doors
from habit. There was no one else here though, no other cars in the dusty
parking area and no one around for miles. Al jogged a short distance to
catch up with me, hooking his arm around my waist.

"Aww, look Stoo look at the sunset!" He snuggled into my chest.

"Yeah it's beautiful. Best is yet to come, though!"

Al shook his head. "It's all been great, but why do you keep saying that?"
As we passed the trees,Al stopped dead at my side. The fiery orange globe in
the sky was just settling on a mountain top in the distance. Both the
mountain and the sun was reflected perfectly on the still water of the loch.

"I wanted to make it really special for you... Your first time up north... But I
couldn't have asked for anything better than this!" I smiled, hugging him
tightly. He just held on to me, his body trembling against me, I felt a tear
wet my cheek and I held him out at arms length, "Hey, what's wrong, little
guy?" I asked, concern etched in my voice.

"Nothing is wrong, everything is just... just so right!" He dragged me close
to him again and there we stood. Beside the lake with the sun setting, chest
to chest, I could feel his heart beating, we were so close, and I could
smell the sweet scent of his aftershave, the smell of his shampoo, mingled
with his own fresh scent.

"You romantic swine!"

He giggled and sniffed at the same time.

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Well there it is chapter 12. There is some tension coming up in the next
chapter as all was not so rosy in Al's life.
Shouts go out to the usual crowd of romantics, anyone reading this should
check out Perry and Jesse, in the Highschool section as I have stated
previously but not just that.
They should go to the Perry and Jesse forum cause both Al and myself
regularly visit and leave comments there and the group of guys and gals that
frequent the forum
are some lovely folks.

Love and Peace Stooooooooooooo.