Date: Wed, 23 Nov 2005 17:56:07 EST
From: ConFesSions0101@aol.com
Subject: Black Love on the Court- Chapter 2 (THE REAL ONE!!!)

@~~{~~~ Black Love on The Court~~~}~~@

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Attention Readers: It has been brought to my attention that the original
chapter 2 for Black Love on the Court was never posted.  There has been a
mix up with Nifty and I but we have resolved this issue and here is the
real chapter 2.  I apologize for the misunderstanding.
               -The author.

     I loved the feedback I received and I hope to get much more.  Here's
my end of the deal.

                           *FLASHBACK*


     Afterwards, we just laid there, atop of each other, exhausted

"Hey Steve, does this make me"

"Don't even say it" he said, cutting me off.  "It's best we just take it
slowly, one step at a time.  I don't wanna mess anything up wit you baby
boy.

                          *FLASHBACK*


     That night when I got to the crib, I showered and did homework.  I
found it extremely hard to concentrate so I quit and climbed in the bed.  I
tried closing my eyes but the image of Steven on top of me covered in sweat
was all I saw.  That thought kept my ass up all night.

     The next morning when I went to school, I saw Steven sitting by the
windows, searching outside for someone, possibly me.  So I tried to quickly
walk passed him.

"Yo Ty, over here!"  He shouted as he spotted me coming through the door.

     But I just sped pass, pretending not to hear him.  I wanted to talk to
him so bad but something inside me would not allow me to.  I couldn't even
look his way, let alone speak to him face to face.  1st and 2nd periods
were long as hell.  I have no idea of what we did in either of those
classes.

"Man Tyshawn, what's been up with you today?"  Steven asked as he caught me
going to 3rd period.

     I turned to face him and as I did Sheriel called out from behind me,
telling me to come over there A.S.A.P.  I just walked away from Steve and
joined Sheriel with a group of girls.  She was trying to introduce me to a
girl named Sandy but I was too busy feeling bad for blowing of Steven just
now

"Here girl, here he go. Talk to him now."  Sheriel said to Sandy

"Hi my name is Sandy and I've been watching you from afar and I was
wondering...."


I just sorta tuned her out. She wasn't what was important right now.  I
could almost feel the grief radiating from Steven right now. God, why am I
messing this up?  Steven is so cool.  Why am I acting so much like an ass
to him. And who is this talking all in my ear?  Oh yeah, that girl.

"Um, are you even paying attention to me?"  Sandy said just as the bell
rang

 As I got into my seat I was pondering my mind all through 3rd period.
There had to be a reason why I couldn't speak to him.  I mean I never had
problems talking to guys before.  They were my specialty really.  Chillin'
with the boys was what I did best.  But not Steve.  He's something
different.  It's as if it's 3rd grade all over again, and I had just kissed
the prettiest girl in school on Valentines Day......*Bam!* And that's when
it hit me.  That's when I realized that I'm scared.  Not scared of being
gay, but scared of Steven entirely!  He's like the perfect guy that could
make any girl happy and here he is wanting me.  This was all too much to
take in just a 50 minute period.  So much that I ended up getting myself
sick and missed 4th, 5th, and 6th.

     When school eventually did end, me and Sheriel were in the parking lot
heading to the bus when Steven stops his car right in front of us.
Sheriel, annoyed, yelled at him.

"Watch where the fuck you're going pretty boy" Sheriel screamed

"I need to talk to Ty, now!"  He said, jumping out of the car

"Well here he is and make it quick because the but is about to leave and I
have a lot..."

"I need to talk to him alone." Steve said, cutting her off.

"What?! Boy if you don't move.."

"It's ok Sheriel" I said "I will call u when I get home.  Steve and I do
need to resolve some things." I said.

"Well fine, but just tell your friend that if he don't be careful, his
pretty little black car will have silver streaks going all down the side of
it." She said as she marched off to the bus.

     Me and Steve got into his car and he began to drive me home.  It was
quiet for a while, he was starring at me while I was starring out the
window.  When we got to my house we got out of the car and grabbed the ball
that was in his trunk.  We walked to the court across the street from my
house and started shooting around.  Then he spoke up.

"Okay maybe what we did yesterday was wrong, I mean your not even gay so we
shouldn't have done it in the first place.  I was just..."

"No it's not that Steve." I said cutting him off now.

"Then what is it?  Was I bad?" He asked

"No....I mean I never had sex with a dude before to compare it to but I
know it was good." I reassured him.

"Then is it because it all came to fast for you?  Because if you need a
break Ty, I would back off.." he said looking down

"No I'm glad it came on quick, it's just..." I stuttered

"IT'S WHAT!" He exclaimed.

"IT'S YOU!"  I shouted back

     He shot the ball clean over the hoop and he starred at me blankly with
his eyes wide open.  In them you could see that he was processing what was
just said.  So I quickly recovered.

"No not like that boy.  It's frankly the opposite.  It's just that I've
come to realize that I like you so much that I find it hard to talk to you.
What I thought was fear, was really just butterflies in my stomach."  I
spat out.

     Just then his eyes welled up and a single tear dropped from his eye.
I was going to ask what the hell was he crying for, but before I could his
lips were pressed firmly against mine in the deepest kiss I have ever
experienced.  It lasted until the street lights came on.  He caressed my
back as I had my arms around his neck, kissing him deeply.  When we broke,
it was like I was seeing him in a whole different light.  His face was so
smooth and his hazel-brown eyes were like the window to his heart.  All I
saw in them was me.  His lips were so luscious and his body was so
welcoming, it was hard to keep my composure.  It took all the strength I
had not to wanna jump in his arms. I never thought another boy could make
me feel this way, and the strange thing is that it feels so right.

     We sat down on the bench in the park and he held me close.  His arms
around me made me feel so safe, comfortable; warm.

"You know, I have been waiting for a long time for a guy to come in and
change my life." Steve said as he starred up at the sky. "You just don't
know how hard it was being the center of attention to a crowd who you have
no interest in at all....wait...yes you do" he said and then we both
laughed.

"But" He continued, " It was even harder for me because I always knew I was
ga....like this.  And playing a sport that is mostly dominated by fine boys
didn't help much either."

"What do you mean" I asked

"Well, some of the guys noticed me looking at them when they dressed.  Some
of them swear I was looking at their ass while we ran.  And they probably
did" He said.

"That would explain what they were talking about in 3rd period yesterday."
I said under my breath

"What?" Steve asked

"Nothing" I said

     Then I leaned over to give him a kiss before I went into the house.
As our lips touched, all we heard was. . .

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!"


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