Date: Sat, 7 Nov 1998 21:52:32 +1100
From: Spence <spence@deskmail.com>
Subject: Aaron and Me

Hi everyone. This is my first attempt to write a story, so I'm not
sure how it will go. It is unfortunately fiction, but the people
and a lot of what I write is true. One day, I am hoping that Aaron
might finally pursue the emotions I hope he has for me. By the way,
if you're under 18 yadi-yadi-yada, you should be reading something
else...like...To Kill A Mocking Bird. I hope you enjoy this story,
and please email me at the above address if you have any comments.

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Aaron and Me
by Spence
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        I first met Aaron when I was in Year Eight at high school, in
1996. We were in the accelerated English and Math classes together,
and although we spoke a couple of times during the first three terms of
the year, it was not until the end of the year we became friends. I
am not gay, nor bi, but Aaron made me feel something different inside.
Back then, he stood about 5'8", with dirty blonde hair parted down
the centre, and blue eyes. We were preparing to do oral presentations
in English, and he was speaking to me about them, but I forget what
he said now.

        That was the first time we spoke, and that is where my
crush began. At first we started with a smile and "hi" passing each
other, and then we walked to gym together once, and that lesson I
sat with him and we spoke for the double. Then, one Friday morning,
we had Math after recess, and our teacher was away, as was my normal
math buddy, so I went and sat with Aaron and his friend Ray. During
our conversation we realised we had a lot in common.

        The next weekend, we went to the movies together, and we both
had a great time. At the end of 1996, we said "see ya next year" to
each other, and the standard "have a good break" and "I'll call you".
But we both got swept up in other things, and ended up not speaking
that break. We came back that year, and I my crush had intensified. It
started to make me depressed that I couldn't do the things I wanted
to do to him. During Year 9 (1997) we only had one subject together,
so only four periods a week I was with him.

        Last year, we had an argument during April, and we didn't speak
for months. A friend I met in the accelerated English class, Skye Hinton
became instant friends with me. She thinks I'm adorable, as I do her. I
discreetly told her I "had a crush on someone, but not sure if they would
reciprocate." She said I was good enough for anyone, and that I shouldn't
worry. When I began speaking with Aaron again in September, I acted like
I was not concerned if he cracked it, and this made him come back to me
to talk. The school year again came to a close, and I was invited to the
Awards Night at our school because of my achievements throughout the year.

        Aaron was there, because he is in the band, and he looked so good.
I collected several awards that night, and each time I knew where Aaron was
to look at him when I was on the stage. In between when I began talking to
him and the Awards Night, we did a lot of stuff together, including many
movies and we went to Eastland, a giant shopping centre near us, heaps of
times. Once again, the year came to a close, and we said our fairwells. I
spoke to him once over the eight week summer break before the new year.

        The summer break I had was very turbulent. My sister was kicked out
of home (don't get me wrong, we had a perfect, upper-middle class family).
I spoke to Aaron once, got a girlfriend, and before I knew it, I was in
Year Ten. Something happened over the summer break, but when I got back I was
suddenly everyone's friend. The first day back I had so many people come up
to me and ask me about my break. I had been launched into popularity, and,
by the end of Term One, was responsible for getting several small groups to
form together as one. I didn't see Aaron at all on the first day back, but I
did on the second. I was glad to see him. He had grown a lot, he stood about
5'11". I was (and still am) 5'9", but don't mind. I like my height. We
spoke briefly that day. About a week after Valentine's Day, I broke up with
Kylie, my girlfriend. I seemed to have forgotten about Aaron as a crush...
well, at least until March 31st. That evening I went to the movies with him
to see Good Will Hunting. When we went to pick him up, he looked so good. I
would be surprised if my jaw didn't hit the ground, but I realised how much
I not just had a crush on him, but how much I wanted him.

        The next day, I sat down with Skye in English, and said to her
"Do you remember when I told you I had a crush on someone?" She nodded. I
said "Well, it went away for a couple of months when I was going out with
Kylie, but it's now back, and I need to tell you so you can help me work
it out." I made her promise not to tell anyone, as it would wreck my amazing
image I acquired at the start of the year. When I told her it was Aaron, she
said to me, "He is cute, isn't he?" I nodded.

        I suppose you should know what I look like. I'm 5'9", 60kg, brown
hair and eyes, semi-muscular, great personality, funny, 6.75" cut hard. Oh,
I also smoke, and I've tried to quit, but went from Supers to Extras. Damn.

        Since Good Will Hunting, I went to the Wedding Singer with him, Lost
in Space, U.S. Marshals, Deep Impact, Sliding Doors, Can't Hardly Wait, and
just recently Halloween H20. We've gone to the Water Tower, near my house,
half a dozen times, and once while we were there, I missed the chance to see
his dick (damn). He's stayed over a couple of times this year, and we were
more relaxed around each other, we've hugged, we've held hands, but it's all
been non-sexual. Most of it has been because we're in Drama together with
a lot of my friends. He's told me I smell nice. I've seen him staring at me
from across the room. At the movies, we normally sit so one of my legs ends
up crossing over one of his on the ground. We have a closeness, but it does
not show itself all the time. On the Friday just gone (6/11), he showed me
his nipple ring. I got a good look at his body too. Ooh yeah.

        Aaron was crashing at my place tonight because there was a party
across the road, a good friend of mine, and also from school, Casey. Her
parents were out of town, so she decided to have an open house party to
Pembroke (our school), but over 200 people ended up showing, with about
a dozen schools have people there. At about 1.30am, Aaron and me walked
a couple of friends home (I still don't know how I did it). We ended up
walking down to Mooroolbark (about 2k's away) to buy food, and then back
through our school, and up to my place. We got in at about 3am. My room
still smelt of the Lynx Accelerate I had sprayed in there hours ago, and
I knew it was Aaron's favourite. He didn't drink any (because he doesn't
drink, and we're only 16) but I had a bit to much, and had a couple of
bills too, but that was earlier in the night, and it had all but worn off
after eight hours.

        (Spence's note: This is where the fiction begins. Dang)

        We quietly walked down to my room, and luckily only my mum and dad
were home, and asleep, cos otherwise we would've woken up my sister and her
boyfriend, who would've been sleeping in the room next to mine. Aaron closed
my door behind him, so as if we made any noise it wouldn't be heard. I had
been wanting to tell Aaron how I felt about him for months now, but when I
turned around to talk to him, he pushed me onto my bed and said "I've fucking
wanted you all night", and kissed me, pushing his tongue deep into my mouth.
I rolled over so I was on top, and ran my fingers through his hair. I could
feel his boner through his cargo pants and whispered in his ear "I want you
too." I straddled his waist, took of my tee, and began kissing him again as
he sat up to take off his tee shirt.

        I finally got to see his chest completely, and it was perfect. He
wasn't extremely muscular, but his chest was defined, as was his slight abs.
I drew him into a hug, and ran my hands down his smooth, warm soft back. He
kissed my neck, and moved down to take off my belt. I then took off my jeans
and was left in boxers, followed closely by him. We rolled over again so he
was on top. He slowly moved down, kissing my neck, my chest, my abs, until
he was at my cock. He unbuttoned my boxers, drew my hard cock out, and began
to pump me. I was in ecstacy, and on the verge of cumming. I let out a grunt
and Aaron replaced his hands with his mouth. This sent me over the edge, and
spasms racked my body as my dick pumped cum into Aaron's mouth.

        I was as exhausted as Aaron put me back in my boxers and moved up to
kiss me again. His hard-on was pulsing when it came in contact with my body
again, and I was still horny, so I pushed away from Aaron and said "Fuck me"
He stared into my eyes, and agreed after a moment. I was not sure what to
expect when I asked him, or what it was going to be like. I got out the tube
of KY I had, and handed it to him. He lubed up his 7" dick, and asked me if I
was ready. I nodded, and he lined up his knob with my asshole. He began to
slowly enter me, and it hurt like something I'd never experienced before. It
was almost like burning. The pain was agonising, but he was almost half way
in. I grit my teeth, and then I felt his balls rest against my ass and a
surge of pleasure was over my entire body. When I had fully adjusted, he
began slowly to move in and out.

        His breathing was very heavy, and I was sure he would cum at any
moment. I was hard again from the pleasure he was causing, and ready myself
to cum again. After a couple more strokes, I came, and the tightening of my
ass muscles called him to let out a groan, and as he arched his back, came
deep inside of me. He collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily, as was I.
He became soft, and slipped out of my ass, and was putting on his boxers
when I lent down to him, and planted a kiss on his lips. "Good night" I
smiled wearily. He put his arms around my chest and kissed me, our tongues
meeting. "Sleep well"

---THE END---

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