Date: Thu, 21 Dec 2000 22:16:03 -0600
From: Boy Interrupted5 <boyinterrupted5@hotmail.com>
Subject: Blake's Love 5

Hey everyone, as always thanks for the comments on Blake's Love 4.  If you
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that celebrate it, and hope everyone elses holidays are special too.  Gary T.

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    Blake's Love 5
          "Honesty"
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How could Chris do that?  I knew that Charlie was a little too anxious to
tell me he was gay.  I just can't believe Chris would go behind my back, and
actually try to get me to cheat on him with someone.

After I heard the message, I walked over to Chris' bed and sat down, I
stared at the wall until I heard the door open.

"Hey baby, why the gloomy face..."

"Play the machine message Chris."  I snapped back.

"Hmm, ok."  Chris said, obviously puzzled.

He walked over and pressed play.  The message started, and I stared at the
floor

"Uhm, yeah.  Hey Chris.  This is Charlie, sorry I didn't get to call
earlier, but I just wanted to tell you that I tried everything I knew to get
Blake to cheat on you. He passed; he's really a great guy.  Good luck man."

This time the message almost made me cry, it was just so unbelievable, like
a terrible dream.  There was no waking up this time though.  It was real.

"Blake, let me explain..."

"What's there to explain, I know what you did, it was plain and simple in
the message."

"Blake, it was his idea, he wanted to make sure you were as true as you
really are, I love you."  Chris said.

If that were really true Chris, why would you let someone do that, YOU are
the one that needs to trust in me.  Not one of your friends from
Sheperdsville."  I replied harshly.

"Blake, please.  I know it was wrong.  I never met it to hurt you."

"I don't really give a fuck what you didn't mean to do."  I said getting up
to leave.

"I really don't want to talk to you Chris, this is the worst day of my life,
and just to think, it started out as one of the best.  I was finally back
with you, we had a wonderful conversation this afternoon, I can now be open
about everything with Rosa.  But you ruined it.  I'm leaving."  I said
walking towards the door.

Chris jumped in front of me before I got to the door.  He put his hands on
my chest as I tried to push through.

"Blake, please don't go.  Can't we talk about it?"

"You've got 5 minutes, and it better be good."  I said.

It hurt me so much to say something like that to Chris.  My one and only
betrayed me.  I was about to cry, and I could tell Chris was trying really
hard to think of something to say.

"Blake, it's like this:  I love you with all my heart, and when you told me
that you followed me to the mall a few weeks ago, I didn't know what you
think.  The way I looked at it was if you didn't think you could trust me,
and then you would try to find trust somewhere else.  I talked to Charlie on
the phone and he brought up the subject.  He thought that if you were really
in love with me, then you wouldn't try to mess around with him.  Charlie is
gay, I met him on the Internet, but he in no way likes you like he said he
did.  I can promise you I had good intentions with all this, I swear.  I
love you with all my heart."  Chris said pleadingly.

"Chris, that's nice, and it does help me understand more about the
situation, but why would you do it?  Why not just come to me and talk?" I
asked.

"Because I'm a coward.  I was too scared to face you with it.  What if you
really did lose trust in me?  What if you kept thinking that I was meeting
and seeing people behind your back?  I don't know what I would have done if
you felt that way.  So I honestly was a coward, and couldn't confront you."
He replied.

By this time I had worked my way back to the bed and sat down.  What Chris
was saying actually did make sense.  I guess I would have felt about the
same way he did if I was put in that situation.  I stood back up.  Chris was
still standing in front of the door.

"Chris, I still need some time to think about all this."  I said heading for
the door a second time.

"Blake, please."

"I'll call you later."  I replied.

I got to the door and at first he didn't move, I pushed through him, but he
grabbed my wrist and twisted me back around.  He looked me right in the
eyes.

"I love you with all my heart Blake."  He said in a quiet tone.

"I don't know what I would do without you in my life, I care for you more
than you could ever imagine.  I would give my life for you."  He continued,
pulling me closer to him.

I didn't know what to do; Chris was my first love, and the only love I've
felt.  He was my true love.  He was still looking me straight in the eyes.
I was like butter, I couldn't move, I couldn't talk, I couldn't even see
straight.

He nuzzled my cheek with his nose, and gave me a light kiss right next to my
mouth.  He kissed my neck, and licked the tip of my chin.

"I love you Blake."  He said pulling me back into his room.  I still didn't
have much control; I didn't know whether I should follow him or try to leave
again.  But he obviously didn't want me to go.

He pulled me over towards his bed and sat me down next to him.  I was just
staring off towards the other side of the room.  He lightly grabbed my chin
and pulled my face towards his.

"I'm sorry Blake, I promise I'll talk to you the next time I feel insecure,
please accept my apology."

"I-I accept Chris, I love you."  I could barely get the words out of my
mouth.  Not because I was afraid to say them, but because Chris had his
tongue down my throat by the time I said, "accept."

He kissed me like he would never be able to again.  He realized this was our
first major fight and how close his mistakes had made it to being our last.
I had started kissing back by this time, and Chris stood up pulling my face
towards his.  He was kissing so passionately; I never felt anything like it
before.  He put his left knee on the bed, pushing me onto my back and
crawling on top of me.  I was being kissed like I've always dreamed of.  It
was a feeling so good, like one of those feelings that made you almost spew
in your pants.  I was grabbing all over Chris' chest, and putting my hands
down the back of his pants squeezing his firm cheeks while he continued to
kiss me and take off my shirt.

"Oh god Blake, I love you so much, you are the greatest thing that ever
happened to me."  Chris said out of breath for kissing me so wonderfully.

I know I've said this a number of times, but everytime Chris kisses me, they
get better and better.  I wonder if that's because he's really getting
better, or I just love him more and more each time.  Either way, they were
wonderful, perfect, and I couldn't live without them.

"Chris, I love you too, I'm so sorry I got so pissed over this.  I want you,
I want you now and forever."  I replied, starting to kiss him again.

"Blake, is it the right time?"

"I think, oh god yes it is."  I replied grabbing his shirt and practically
ripping it off.

His skin color, tanned on top of being 1/2 Latino was the most beautiful
thing.  His khakis and the black belt he had on made it look even better.  I
had this major thing for guys in khakis with no shirt on.  The belt only
added to his cuteness somehow.  He was tenting major and I was so ready to
pull off his belt when he got off of me and peered out the window.

"What the fuck is this?  The goddamned worse timing in the world?"

"What is it Chris?"  I said getting up and walking behind him slipping my
hands around his waste.

"My loser of a step-dad is home."  He replied turning around to me.

"We better get dressed then, huh?"  I asked.

"Unfortunately, yeah."  He said with the saddest look on his face.

"Baby, don't worry about it, if this wasn't meant to be the time, then it
just wasn't.  Either way, I know I'll be thinking of you later when I whack
off."  I said showing a smile.

"Ha, yeah, same here."

"You know Blake, you don't have to go just because my step-dad's home.  You
can stay, we just gotta keep the evening "G" rated."  Chris said.

"That's cool, I can stay for awhile."  I replied.

We pretty much spent the rest of the day together.  I ate dinner at his
house and then headed home for the night.  I had to go with my father to
Portland in the morning, which was about 25 miles away.  Some business deal
that he wanted me to oversee.  I was "supposed to know all this stuff by
now" because I'm taking over the business in about 10-15 years.

My Dad is co-owner of Yestler-Thomas Industries, which is involved in a
development project in downtown Portland.  I was going to oversee some of
the paperwork that went along with the deal.  I guess it was a shopping
center with some luxury apartments above.  Wish me luck.

_________________________

  Blake's Love 5.5
         "Holidays"
_________________________

Well, school started without a hitch, Chris and I had gym (oh yeah) and
Algebra 2 together.  Christmas break is starting tomorrow and I totally
cannot wait.

Over the last few months, Chris and I have come a long way in our
relationship.  We can pretty much talk to each other about anything and
everything.  That whole incident is in the past, I've come to understand why
Chris would do it, and Charlie is becoming a close friend to us both.  We've
hung out a few times since that then, and he felt like shit for it all too.
We've all tried to forget the past and concentrate on the future.

Rosa and I have also opened up since she told me she knew about Chris and I.
  We talk regularly.  I'm so grateful to have someone I care about so much
to accept the way I am.  Like I've always said, she's like a mother to me, I
don't know what I would do without her.

Today's Wednesday, tomorrow is our last day and I have Friday, December 22nd
all the way to Tuesday, January 9th 2001 off.  I'm really looking forward to
it; school is such a damn play session to me.  Anyways, I've had great
grades, so I can't complain too much.

Chris and I are going Christmas shopping tomorrow night, I'm sure the malls
will be just wonderful.  Guess that's what I get for waiting so late to get
my gifts.

"Hey Chris."  I said calling him on my cell phone.  I was just about to hop
in the car and go get him to start our Christmas shopping.  I wanted to make
sure he was ready.

"You about ready to go?"  I asked.

"Yeah, I'll be waiting out front, don't take too long."  He replied.

"Be there ASAP.  Bye bye sweets."  I said hanging up.

Chris sure has changed.  I wondered how he could get better than he was, but
he's showed me lately.  He is just so, so, wonderful!  There's no other way
to explain it at all.

"Blake's Taxi service."  I said as Chris hopped in my Impala.

"Hey baby." Chris said smiling over at me and rubbing my thigh.

We touched a lot more now.  We tried to make our relationship as close to a
"normal" straight relationship as possible.  I hate some of the drama a gay
relationship has, and I can gladly say that's not how Chris and I's
relationship is.

We still haven't gone all the way yet.  Of course we've made out, and we've
had a few touchy feely sessions, but he's never made me orgasm, and I assume
I've never made him.

Chris quit asking, "When the right time is" after we had to stop that night
because of his step-dad.  He figured out it will be much better if it comes
naturally.  I tried planning all that with the candles and look what
happened.  I made Chris cry and it left opportunities slim to none the rest
of that weekend.  Thank goodness that we didn't do anything then, we were
going out for less than a week.  That would have totally sucked.  Once you
bring sex in a relationship, that's all it will ever be.  I want to bring
love into the relationship, and the only way to do that is to make love to
Chris, and that needs no planning.  It'll come when it's ready to.  What I'm
trying to say is Chris and I could have sex anytime, but it wouldn't be
worth it.

"So, what's up with your mom, I haven't talked to her in a few days?"  I
asked Chris.

"Ahh, her and my step-dad have been out shopping and stuff a lot.  I guess
for me, but who knows."  He replied.

"Yeah, my mom and dad went to Chicago to shop."  I said laughing.

"What's funny about that?"  Chris asked.

"THEY WENT TO CHICAGO TO SHOP!!"  I screamed.

"Who goes to another state to shop?" I continued.

"Well, I think it's cool, wish my mom would have done that."  Chris said.

My mom and dad have some kind of schedule thing every Christmas, they want
to get Jamie and I a present from a different city every year.  So, who
knows where they will be shopping next year.

"Why weren't you in Algebra today?"  I asked Chris.

"I was down in the library, Miss Bell wanted me to help her carry in some
shipments of books."  He replied.

"You do know that you missed mid-term finals, right?"  I asked.

"I did them last hour, because I didn't have a final then."  Chris said.

"Oh, OK."  I said a little puzzled, he never missed classes before.

Chris was a popular kid.  I never realized it as much last year as this
year, but I definitely can tell now.  He's got a lot more popularity than
me.  I wish I knew why, but I do OK.  I'm just happy to know he's my
boyfriend.

We got to the mall and shopped around the usual places.  I always went to
Abercrombie first, and then went back when I didn't see anything better
anywhere else. I bought my brother's and Chris' gift there, I tried to hide
what I picked out for him, I don't know if he seen it or not, but it's a
really cute turtleneck sweater.  I got my bro the same thing, only in a
different design and color.

I got my Dad's gift at JCPenny.  I really couldn't find anything I liked, so
I picked him up a new wallet and got him a $75 dollar gift certificate.

Finally I stopped in Bath and Body works and got my mom a really cute gift
basket full of all the good smelling stuff.  Especially Pear-Berry.  God, I
love that smell.

Chris got his Mom a black sweater at Limited, and his step-dad a watch at
Oasis Jewelers.  I tried peaking at what he got me, but I couldn't see it at
all.

I planned on going back to Abercrombie and picking Chris up a few more
things I seen, and a leather Jacket I seen in Marshall Field's.

I love Christmas; my house gets decorated from head to toe, inside and out.
We have over 6,000 lights on the outside of our house.  It's completely
covered.  Inside we have a 14-foot tree in our front room.  We have
cathedral ceilings, so it's like 18 foot from floor to ceiling.  The tree
looks really cool too, because you can see the bottom half through the
French doors in front of our house, and it's so tall, you can see the top
through the windows on the second floor.

Chris and his family decorate, but I always have tried to get him and his
mom to do more.  I love the whole season.  Winter is just the most awesome
time of year.

Chris and I were getting tired and only had a few more stores to browse
around in.  Lines were getting long, and I'm sure I'd have a lot of fun
getting out of the parking lot.

"Damn, it's hot in here."  I said fanning my shirt in and out.

"Only because you're in here."  Chris said tweaking my nipple.

"Oh geez, get off me you horny little bitch."  I said smacking his hand.

"WHAT?!  It's soo the truth."  He said defensively.

"Hey, you aren't getting any disagreements here, but my nipple was hard
enough as it is."  I replied.

Chris was trying to grow his hair out a little bit; it was starting to fall
in his eyes every time he moved his head.  I brushed it back and whispered,
"I love you" near his ear.  He smiled and pushed his hair back further.  He
had dyed the tips blonde a couple months ago, and they grew out.  I think
that is so sexy.  I still have my hair the same old way.  It's still dark
blonde, parted down the middle and without hairspray or gel.  That stuff
ruins your hair.  I just combed through it, it's silky and just falls down
in my face.  To be honest, the way my hair is now, is the way Chris is
trying to grow his out. Unfortunately, his hair may be a little too thick to
go exactly like mine, but it's looking good.

Anyone besides me ever wonder why the world is so obsessed with hair?  Hair
is made of dead cells; it's not like something you must have to survive.  I
think it makes people look good, don't get me wrong, but I still wonder why
we have it.

We finally got through the lines at Barnes and Noble Books; Chris got his
Mom a cookbook she had asked for.  We decided to make your last stop Tower
Records.  We browsed the CD's and DVD's.  I bought The Skulls and picked up
the Billy Gilman Christmas CD.  After standing in line there for about 20
minutes we gathered our coats from the lockers and headed out of the mall.

As I suspected the parking lot was a madhouse.  It took me 20 minutes to
find a parking place this afternoon, and now every car you seen was at a
stand still.  It took me about 10 minutes just to get backed out of my
parking spot because all the assholes wouldn't let me out.  Then once
someone was kind enough to let me out, we stayed in the same spot for about
another 10 minutes.  After all was said and done, I ran 3 stop signs, cut
more than a few people off, and it wound up taking 40 minutes for me to get
out of the damned parking lot.  Was I a little agitated?  You better believe
it, I was shaking. I get so nervous driving.  That was the first time I ever
drove in that much traffic.

It seems that everyone loses their senses around Christmas time, and I was
certainly one of them, because I would have started ramming cars if I didn't
get out of that parking lot when I did.  I lose patience very easily.

Chris invited me over for dinner.  His mom was home and she made us shrimp
salad.  We at and went up to his room for a while.  We popped The Skulls in
his DVD player and snuggled under the blankets on his bed.  Of course his
door was locked, and he always pushed a chair next to it in case the latch
decided to give way.

I really don't think that his Mom would freak if she seen anything, it's
just that we wanted to be able to snuggle like we were now.  If my parents
found out, that definitely wouldn't happen very often, and his Mom found
out, we probably wouldn't be able to be under the covers together.

Chris' hands as always strayed up under my shirt and were rubbing over my
stomach.  I was sitting in front of his and he sort of rested his head on my
shoulder or he would lay it back on the wall.  I was rubbing his arm and
just being explorative.  It was the times like this that I really loved to
share with Chris.  I love being held, and being in his arms is the ultimate
security.

The Skulls ended - it was a really good movie, and Paul Walker is always a
cutie.  Chris and I laid together for an hour or so just talking, snuggling,
touching, kissing.  It was going on 11 o'clock by the time I decided to head
on out.

When I got home, Rosa was packed and ready to go to her Mother's house for
the weekend, I kissed her goodbye and walked inside.

I went straight to my room and went to sleep.  I had to help my Mom bake
cookies and prepare Christmas Eve dinner for the next couple days.
Christmas was Sunday, and I had stuff to do tomorrow.  Helping my Mom was
just one.  I had to go back to the mall and get those other gifts for Chris.

My Mom's side of the family comes over on Christmas Eve, and my Dad's side
comes over on Christmas Day.  They are two of the longest days of the year,
that's for sure.  I talked my mom into letting me go to Chris' Christmas
morning, and then the two of us are going toback to my house for dinner. I
think that was a pretty good deal.

On Christmas Eve, as planned, my Mom's family came over.  My great-grandma,
grandma, grandpa, Aunt, Uncle, and 4 cousins were all here.  We all
exchanged gifts and I got a duplicate already.  Guess I should have waited
on The Skulls.  I'll just have to take it back.

After dinner, I went up stairs to wrap all the gifts I bought. Talk about
waiting till the last minute.  I went out yesterday and got all those other
gifts for Chris.  I got him another sweater, pair of khakis, and the leather
jacket.

By the time I got all the gifts wrapped perfectly, my Mom was calling me
downstairs to say goodbye to my family.

After all the "Hope your Christmas is wonderful" and "Have a great new
years" I went and helped my Mom clean up the kitchen.

"Hey Mom, can I ask you a question?"

"What hunny?"  She asked.

"Why do you still put out cookies for Santa, I'm going on 17 years old.  I
stopped believing in him 10 years ago."

"Well, it's more your father that wants the cookies out.  I have something
to tell you, but I'll save it for tomorrow morning.  It's something that's
going to change the way our family has been for awhile."  She said.

"Are you OK Mom?"  I asked.

"Oh yeah, I'm great, it's good news sweetie."  She replied a little less
enthused than someone should be with good news.

"OK, well, I'm heading upstairs, I'll see you in the morning."  I said
kissing her goodnight.

I got upstairs and called Chris.  I was really excited to hear what my mom
had to tell me in the morning.

"Hey Chris, how ya been?"

"Don't ask.  My step-dad's family is almost as annoying as he is."  Chris
replied.

"Oh, my day went like normal, Mom's family came over.  My Mom is telling us
some news tomorrow; I have no clue what it is.  I'm pretty excited."

"Sounds cool, you still coming over hear tomorrow morning?"  Chris asked,
just about ignoring the excitement in my voice.  I guess he really wanted to
make sure I was coming over tomorrow.

"Yeah, around 9:30 or so, I have to stay here to open gifts with Jamie and
my parents in the morning.  Linda's coming over here too."

"Oh, is Charlie coming?"  Chris asked.

"Nope, he's staying with his Mom I guess."  I replied.

"Yeah. Well baby, I'll see you tomorrow morning.  I want to get a good
night's sleep."  Chris said.

"OK, I'll see you tomorrow, Love you."

"Love you too."  He replied.

I got in my pajamas and snuggled under the covers.  Unfortunately it wasn't
snowing, but it was 15 degrees out.  It took me awhile to get sleepy and
finally fall asleep.  All I could think about was what my Mom told me
tonight.

I woke up at 7:00, just like usual.  My Mom and Dad were already downstairs
at the kitchen table sipping their coffee.

I heard them talking and stopped right behind the wall going into the
kitchen so I could hear what they were talking about.

"It's going to be such a huge adjustment from what we are used to though
Dave."  My mom said to my Dad.

"C'mon Hun, you know we can do this, it's no sweat."  He replied.

I think I was getting an Idea of what was going on.  The business deal I
went with my Dad to finalize went through in a big way.  I'll bet that they
wanted us to move into the luxury apartments.  My heart sank to my knees.
Of course Chris and I could still carry on a relationship, it would only be
about a 30-minute drive from the apartments to here, but I didn't want to
go.  That would mean Rosa wouldn't need a job anymore, I would live in a
larger city - without any friends, I certainly wouldn't see Chris as much
and I wouldn't have a huge house all to myself like usual.

I walked around the corner like I had just come down the stairs and sat
across from my Mom.

"Hey Blake, you about ready to open gifts?"

"Well, yeah Dad, but Mom said she had something important to tell me last
night.  I could hardly sleep thinking about it."  I replied.

My Dad started to say something, but my Mom cut him off.

"Blake, I know this is kind of unexpected, and definitely wasn't planned...
She started to trail off.

"Yeah?" I urged her to continue.

"Well, Blake, it looks like you are going to have another brother or
sister."  She said with a smile.

"REALLY, that was it!  I thought you wanted us to move to Portland in the
apartment deal Dad made!  OH MOM, THAT'S WONDERFUL!"  I said running over to
her and giving her a big hug.

I turned over to my dad and gave him a big hug too.

"Looks like you still got the juices flowin huh Dad?"  I asked, giving him a
light punch in the shoulder.

"Watch it."  He said with a snicker.

"This is like the best Christmas gift in the entire world!"  I said giving
my Mom another hug.

"I'm glad you feel that way.  You know that things will get a little
different around here in a few months.  I'm due in August, the doctors will
know an exact date my next check up."  My Mom said.  "Your father and I have
decided that I'll just quit my job in July, and I'll stay at home.  Your
father brings in the majority of the money, so nothing will change
dramatically."  She continued.

"Yeah, that's no prob Ma.  I'll help out in any way, you know that."  I
said.

"Yeah, I know sweetie."  She said running her fingers through my hair.

"Your not going to be the baby anymore, you ready for that Blake?"  My Dad
asked.

"C'mon!  I've always wanted a little brother or sister."  I said.

This really was the best Christmas gift I could have ever received.  I
really have always wanted a little brother or sister, I really have.  I'm
glad that I wouldn't be the baby anymore - there's a time in your life when
you get sick of being the youngest one in a family.

I was excited the whole day.  After I opened gifts with Jamie, Linda, and my
parents, I called Chris and told him the good news.  He was just about as
excited as I was.

"I'll becoming over to your house in a few minutes."  I said saying goodbye.

"OK, see you soon Blake."  He replied.

My Mom and Dad got me some really nice gifts.  I got a few computer games,
and Playstation 2.  Don't ask how they got one, because I have no clue. I
got a few sweaters and a couple pair of khakis also.  Sweaters certainly
were on everyones list this year.  My mom loved her gift basket from Bath
and Body, and my Dad said he could put the wallet and gift certificate to
good use.

I gathered Chris' gifts and put them in the car.  I went back in my front
room and said goodbye to my parents and said I'd be back around 5:30.

Chris graciously accepted his gift, and was head over heals for the leather
jacket.  Chris got me some really cute outfits, one from Old Navy and the
other from Abercrombie and Fitch.  He also got a Curve for men gift set.

We left a little early from his house, because he was anxious to get a look
at Playstation 2.  We played for a few hours, and then went downstairs to
eat dinner.  We had some small talk, and of course Chris congratulated my
Mom and Dad on the baby.  My Grandma and Grandpa were probably the most
surprised.  They were already trying to pick out names.

That's the only family my Dad had, besides Aunts and Uncles.  He was an only
child.  We rarely seen my Great Aunts and Uncles, because most of them lived
in West Virginia.  Not to mention, the only time we seen my grandparents was
on holidays and my birthday.  We definitely stayed in touch with my Mom's
side more than my Dad's.

The rest of the night was wonderful, Chris and I went up to my room while my
Mom, Dad, and grandparents were staying entertained in the living room.  We
snuggled and watched The Skulls...again.

As I sat there next to Chris, I realized one thing...I was growing up. I no
longer needed gifts and material things to be happy.  Chris was really the
best gift I ever received, and I didn't need a receipt to return this one.
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Well, that's Chapter 5.  I wrote it in record time too.  I started and
finished it in 3 days.  PLEASE email me with any comments at
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http://GTHQ.homestead.com.  Happy Holidays to all my friends and those of
you reading my story, you all deserve the best.  Hope your holidays are as
special as mine are turning out to be.  Love always, Gary T.