Date: Mon, 16 Jul 2001 08:45:41 +0000 From: David R Briggs <dbriggs10@juno.com> Subject: David's Story Chapter 4 Authors note: This is my first attempt at writing a story like this, so please keep that in mind while reading the pages to follow. My grammar is poor by most standards, and i really don't care either. I'm not writing this to impress you with my grammar and syntax. I am writing this however to give you a window into my life and the people I have shared my life with. Now the legal stuff: 1. you are supposed to be 18 to read this. 2. if it is illegal where you are too read this type of story, it is entirely your responsibility to stop right now. 3. This story is not all gratuitus sex but there is sex involving consenting males under the age of 18. Mainly because this story involves the details of my life and I have had my share of sex when I was a teen. 4. If this type of reading material offends you, do not continue! that being said i hav no way of knowing who will read this so enjoy if you will at your own risk 5. Of course this is my story and My intelectual property, but feel free to read copy and distribute it as long as you keep the disclaimer and give credit where and when it is due. David's Story By b-boy1 Chapter 4 I had just left Aaron's house. I was relieved that I made two new friends in as many days. While Brad and I were walking down the street, he stopped suddenly and looked at me. He turned to me and said " What did you think about Aaron?" I said " He seems like a nice guy. He was polite and well mannered. Why do you ask?" He said " Whell you just seemed to get kind of quiet after you discovered his smoking pot." I said " It wasn't that. I do it. I don't judge people or treat them differently regardless. I have some things on my mind and Aaron brought back some memories that I would sooner forget." Brad said " Did he say something wrong?" I said " No, he just reminded me of a friend that I left behind back in New York. I didn't realise it until then, but I miss him more than I thought." Brad said " was he your best friend or something?" I said " Yes he was. He was the first kid who never picked on me. We did everything together. He was there for me when my grandmother died. We were really close. I cried for a week. I told her thing I couldn't even tell him. I just feel lost now. It's like I have to start over again." I felt a tear on my cheek and brushed it off. Brad just looked at me for a minute as if trying to gather his thoughts. He said " I've had friends, but I never had anybody I could call a best friend. If you want, I would be willing to try" Brad stepped back and looked at me hseitantly. He took a big risk just then. I looked right into his eyes. I could tell his offer was sincere. I said " Brad, I can be a difficult person. I am stubborn and have a nasty temper. If you can put up with that, I'd be willing to try too" His eyes lit up and he gave me a bear hug. He said " Dude, you won't regret this. I'm sure we'll get along." I wasn't sure what I had gotten myself into. I had only known him for a few days, and we had agreed to be best friends. I know it seems odd, but I felt as if I'd known him my entire life. I was definitely attracted to him, but I didn't want to ruin it by telling him I was gay. I just couldn't take that chance. I decided to keep it to myself no matter what................. " Dave....Dave...." " Oh...Sorry I was just lost in thought" I said. I hadn't realised it but we had walked back to my house by then. Brad said " Are you OK?" I said " Yeah..I was just thinking, about how to set up my room. I would rather not endure another night in a sleeping bag." I lied. Brad said " I'll help if you want." I said " whell, lets see how far the movers have gotten. It might be late by the time they finish. I don't want you to be stuck here all day doing this. Believe me, I know first hand. These guys take their time. I took them ten hours to pack up our old house." Brad seemed disapointed, but agreed. Brad followed me into the house. I walked around searching for dad. I fianlly found him in the den. He was chewing out one of the movers for breaking something. He said " I told you to be careful with it but you dropped it. Normally I would be stuck with the responsibility of telling him...." I walked away. The mover must have broken something that belonge to me. Now I was pissed. I walked back out into the living room and found brad. He looked at me and could sense something was wrong. He said " Dude what's wrong? Did something happen?" I tried to keep cool. I wasn't about to take it out on him. I said " One of the movers broke something that belongs to me. My dad was chewing him out in there. He wouldn't do that unless......" I though about it for a minute and it had to be either my computer of my tv. I earned the money for them by being a caddie at a golf course last summer. I busted my butt lugging around bags and being berated by third rate golfers. I was seeing red when my dad came out of the den. The move was right behind him. Dad stopped right in his tracks. He saw me standing there, and knew by the expression my my face that I knew. Dad said " David, this guy here has something to tell you, but I want to talke to you first." I turned away and looked at Brad. He'd never seen me mad, but it was bound to happen sometime. I asked brad if he wanted something to drink. He said yes and I got a couple of cakes and handed him one. I said " Brad, I'm sorry, but I have to deal with this. Just hand around for a minute and we can go." Dad said " Aren't you going to hang around?" I said " I have a feeling I am going to want to vent. I don't want to take it out on you or the rest of these guys" Dad nodded. He knew that I really didn't need to be there. I was just a formality. We walked into the den, and dad closed the door. The mover was standing there uncomfortably. Dad spoke " Before he say anything, the movers are fully insured." I knew it. The mover's name was Mike. Mike said " I spoke with your father earlier when this happened. He told me that since it was your property that was broken, I had to tell you personally. We were moving a dresser and a box fell off the truck. We opened it and it was your computer. It wa..." I said " YOU BROKE MY FUCKING COMPUTER!!!! That was c custom system. I spent 3,000 of MY hard earned money to build it. You can't even go into a store and find anything evev close to it. You fucked up big time buddy. You have five days to get another one here. I don't care who you have to kill to do it. Just do it" My father was shocked to hear me speak like that. I never swore in front of my father. Dad told the mover to go finish, and he left. Dad said " I don't think I have evere heard you swear." I said " I'm sorry dad, but you know how hard I worked to get that computer. I know it was rude to speak to him that way, but he pissed me off, and he had it comming." Dad said " I'm proud of you though. You handled it better than I thought. I thought you were going to go after him with a bat when you found out. I called the insurance company and they have an office in Phoenix. We have to bring it there and they will cut a check. Just bring the reciepts for it." I said " Dad, I really don't want to be here right now. Is it ok if Brad and I go hang out somewhere?" Dad agreed, and I went back out to find brad looking at what used to be my tower. The cover was off. I cringed as he picked up a piece of what once was my motherboard. I waslked over and surveyed the damage. Brad said " Dude, I heard you guys all the way out here. Whoever was shouting must have been really pissed. Was it your dad?" I blushed at that. I said " No...That would have been me. The fucker dropped my computer." Brad said " remind me never to piss you off." I said " I doubt that you could ever do any thing to make me that angry. Besides, it takes a whole lot to get that type of reaction out of me. I worked my ass off to buy that. My dad offered to help, but I wouldn't let him." I picked up the tower and carried it over the the kitchen counter and walked back out to Brad. We left there and hung out for the rest of the day. Aaron caught up with us and we talked for a while. We even smoked a bowl. I got to know Aaron and Brad a little better. Aarons parents traveled a lot. The compensated by giving him expensive gifts and concert tickets. He didn't seem spoiled by it though. He said he wasn't complaining though. He said his parents are architects. Aparently they're not home much. He said they gave him a new stereo for his birthday. He got a little misty when he mentioned that they missed it. A tear rolled down his face. He said " I would give it all up and live in the streets just to have them there when I need them." He brushed the tears out of his eyes with his sleeve. I told him about how my mom left us in the middle of the night without so much as a note. I gave him a hug and told him if he ever wanted to come over when his parents were away, he knew where I lived. Brad has a typical family life. His house is like 'leave it to beaver'. He said him mom is constantly baking cookies and doing the PTA thing. As we sat there and Talked I thought "What an odd mix of people." We talked for a while longer and then I made my way home. The movers were gone by the time I got back. Dad was unpacking boxes when I got back. We worked for a few hours, then ordered a pizza. We talked about our day and dad asked me about Brad. I told him about him and also about meeting Aaron. He was gald I was making friends. We talked about school and what sports I might try out for. We finished eating and went to our rooms to set them up. I helped dad with his, the he helped me with mine. We went to bed around midnight. I had the same dreamagain that night. The one where the guy blows me. I woke up at the same part in the dream. Damn, I need to get laid. I went for my run again. The guard saw me jogging down the road and had the gate opened by the time I got there. I jogged over to the park, and made one lap before I had to take a leak. I looked around and saw a building on the other side of the park. I ran over and was relieved to find it had a bathroom. The place was filthy, but I had to go. I walked up to the urinal and started to go. I heard someone come in but could not see them because my back was to the door. The next thing I knew There was a shooting pain in the back of my head and then black. I woke up and tried to open my eyes, but there was this blinding light in my eyes. I heard some commotion around me and some one said " Doctor, he's waking up." I was scared. The last thing I remember, I was taking a piss. I heard someone walking over to me. I raised my hand to shield the light from my eyes and opened them again. My head hurt and I felt sick to my stomache. I saw a man there wearing a lab coat. He said " You gave us quite a scare there young man. Do you remember what happened?" I said " The last thing I remember was I was out for my morning run and I had to take a leak. I was in the bathroom and then nothing. Where am I? Where's my dad?" The doctor said " The guard form your development got worried when you didn't come back from your run and called the police. He told them where you run. They found you in the bathroom. You didn't have any ID on you. Did you have it with you?" I said " Yes, I carry a fanny pack with mmy ID and a couple bucks in case I need to buy water or something. You still haven't told me where my dad is." The doctor said " He went to pick up your friends and bring them here." I said " How long was I out?" He said " You have been here for two days. You had a pretty bad gash on the back of your head. We put some stitches in. We ran some tests, and there doesn't seem to be any permanent damage. Are you hungry? We can get you something to eat if you want." I said " I'm starving, but you might want to make it something light. I have an upset stomach." He said " That is to be expected. You took a pretty hard hit. There is one other thing though. We had to check to see if there was any sign of assault. Thankfully for you there wasn't." I said " What do you mean, like sexual assault?" He said " yes, because the police found you with your sweats down. I think you ruled that out by telling me that you were using the facilities when you were hit. Your attacker was most likely just after your money." I said " So Doc. When can I leave here? Not that the service is lousy or anything, but hospitals and I really don't get along." He said " we still have to run a few more blood tests, but you might be able to leave this afternoon." The doctor left and a short while later a nurse came in and checked my vitals. Just as she was about to leave, I tried to sit up and had a shooting pain in my groin. I shouted out, and the nurse ran back over to me. I couldn't speak, it hurt so bad. She said " What's wrong honey?" I just pointed. She started to lift the blacket and I slapped her hand away. I said " Please don't. I'm really not comfortable with you doing that." She said " Sweetie, I have four son's. You aren't much different than them. Besides, I know what is causing your pain now." She explained that they put a catheter in because they didn't know how long I was going to be out. She told me that some people never woke up from that type of hit. She told me not to worry. U blushed when she pulled back the blanket to check. She lifted up the gown and looked. She smiled and said " Whell, there's nothing wrong, you just pulled the catheter." She pulled the gown back down and covered me up. As she walked out, she said " You certainly don't have anything to be shy about. I blushed even harder now. The nurse came back a few minutes later and removed it. It hurt when it came out. Trust me, avoid this experience if at all possible. I was able to sit up in bed after that. I turned on the tv and watched springer for a while. A man came in and brought me breakfast. I looked at what he brought and said " I'll just take the oj. I really can't eat right now, at least not that stuff. He smiled and said " The doctor says you have to eat. You can do it by your self, or I'll treat you like a child and feed it to you. It's your choice." I looked at the food and decided that at that point, I was hungry, and it was better than nothing. He walked out when he saw me start to eat. I just finished eating when my dad walked in with Brad and Aaron. He ran over to me and hugged me tight. He was crying. He just held me for what seemed like an eternity. He said " The guard house called up and told me the police found you in the park, and an ambulance was taking you to the hospital. I was a fucking wreck. The police came to the house asking me all kinds of questions about you. The were asking if you run all the tim and if it was your first time running there. I told them that you had been runnuing every moring since you were twelve. I said that you started running at the park when we moved here." He pointed over his shoulder to Brad and Aaron and said " These two jokers here saw the police at the house and came to see what was going on. I had to promise to bring them this morning. They wanted to go hunt the guy down. The doctors told me they didn't know when you would wake up if at all. When did you wake up?" I said " I woke up this morning. I had a little bit of a headache, but that's about it." Brad and Aaron cmae over to the other side of the bed and gave me a hug. The each told me about their reactions to what happened. The said they were pretty upset about it and couldn't sleep knowing I was hurt. I felt tears coming to my eyes. I was touched that they would care that much. We all sat and talked for a while till the doctor came back in. Everybody left while he checked me out. I was discharged later that day, with orders to stay in bed for a few days. I was still disy and nausious. I got home and found that Brad and Aaron set up my room for me. I thanked them for being ther for me. They shrugged it offin typical guy fashion. The said I owed them big time. I stayed in bed for a few days and was feeling better. I still had trouble with sensitivity to light. The guys called me while I was stuck at home and even came over a few times. I get bored easily and they helped to keep me occupied. The firs day I was home, I tried to make it to the bathroom on my own. I was so disy, I could stand up on my own. Brad helped me to the bathroom. I planted my feet firmly infront of the bowl and went. Brad had his hand on my back, keeping me up. I caught him looking, but he quickly looked away. I thought "He just can't be str8t. He keeps checking me out." I finished up and he helped me back to bed. I rested and was soon up and about. I bought a pair of sunglasses for outside and was soon back to my normal routine. Brad and I became really close after I came back from the hospital. He got really protective. I really didn't know what to make of it. He spent the night at my house a lot and I did the same. I was beginning to really like him. I wanted to tell him more than anything, but I couldn't risk our friendship. One day I was in my room getting ready to go for a swim, when the doorbell rang. I put my boxers back on and went down to answer the door. It was brad. I invited him in, and he followed me up to my room. I told him I was getting ready to go for a swim. I said " Hey.. You wanna swin with me?" He said " I'd have to go back home and get a suit." I said " I've got a few in my bottom drawer there" He thought for a minute and said " ok.. we're the same size anyway." He opened the drawer to get a suit when I remembered that's where I kept my porn collection. I didn't dare keep any gay porn, but I had a few well used hustler mags in there. I got them to see the dicks. He pulled a suit out and got undressed. I couldn't resist taking a look. "Not bad" I thought. He had about six fat inches and nice sized nuts. He was standing ther nude, when he saw the hustlers in the bottom of my drawer. He turned toward me and said " I see somebody has a stash of porn here." He smiled and bent over to pick one up. I saw his tight little pucker and felt the bllod rushing to my dick. I sat down on the bed to hide it. He picked one up and started looking through it. I saw it had the same effect on him as it did on me. He started getting hard as he read thruogh it. I kept thinking that this is entirely the wrong thing to do. I wanted to kneel befor him and suck him off. He turned toward me and held up a 'well read' page. He said " I see you enjoy readind this fine publication." I looked at him and he was fully hard by now. I looked down, and said " I see you enjoy it too." He blushed and said " Oh... sorry. It's been a while. I can't exactly jerk off at home." He looked over at my and noticed that I was hard too. He said " You only saw that page for a second and your just as hard as me." I had to think quickly. I said " The page you held up is one of my favorites. It was a picture of a guy rubbing his come over the mid section of the model using his dick. He grabbed the suit and came over and sat down on the bed next to me. I was really close to losing control. He continued to look through the mag. Every once in a while he would reach down and give his cock a tug. He looked over at me hesitantly. He said " um..Dave..uh..do you want to..uh.. jerk off or something?" I definitely wanted to. I just had to make it seem like I've never done it before. I looked at him and said "uh..um..I guess. I mean we're both obviously horny and need some release." I got up and walked over to my door and locked it. I walked back over to my bed and took off my boxers. I sat back on my bed unsure how how to procede. I figured I would let him make the first move. We continued to look at the mag. We would each jerk a little and look back at he mag. He kept looking over at my dick. Then he said " You have one of those thingies" I laughed at his statement. I said " Oh, you mean my foreskin?" I slid it forwar so it coverd the head. We watched me intently as I slid it back and forth. He moved a little closer to me and was breathing heavy. I still wanted him to make the first move. I said " You haven't ever seen one before?" He said " No.. Does it feel different?" I said " The head is really sensitive, and I really don't need lube to jerk off. It just slides back and forth, and it feels good to me at least." He put the magazine in his other had and let his free han drop down to between us. I looked into his eyes. There was nothing but lust. I continued to jerk off slowly as he watched me. I felt his hand touch my leg. I was the lightest possible touch. He looked dow at his hand and back up at me. He said " um.. uh.. can I feel it?" I just leaned back on the bed and let him explore as he wanted. Brad put his hand on my leg and rubbed it. It felt so fucking good to have this hot guy touching me. Brad put the magazine down and looked up at me for a reaction. I looked into his eyey and said " You are a good friend Brad. I'm ok with this if you are. Just don't get wierd on me later." I got back up and put my had on his back gently rubbed it to let him know it was ok. He reached out and touched the tip of my dick. He took his time running his fingers down the lenght of it. Brad wrapped his fingerd around my dick and began to slowly jack me off. I let out a moan and he looked over at me and smiled. I pulled him up on the bed so that we were in 69 position. I took hold of his dick which was rock hard and dripping with precum. I matched his rythm, and we slowly jacked each other off. I wached him as he woul pull my foreskin all the way back and then bring it forward till there was excess at the head. I don't know if he'd ever done this before, but he was doing a great job so far. He kept on getting closer to me. I watched as he scooted close to me and his head was only inches from my dick. I could feel his hot breath on my dick. Then he did it. He stuck his tongue out and licked the head. I let out a moan and it felt like I got even harder if it were possible. I looked down at him and he was staring right at me. He had a smile on his face. He had a smile that could make you melt. I was putty in his hands. He could have done anything to me at that point. I decided to play his little matching game and licke his head. He gasped and pushed into it a little. He kept licking my dick. He licked around my foreskin. I licked around his head. Then he put my head in his mouth. I did the same. Soon we were going down on each other. This was so fucking hot. I could have laid there forever. We were both moaning with pleasure. I felt my nuts drawing up and I knew it wouldn't be long. His were doing the same. I was gettinng close. I tried to pull him off, but he slapped my hand away. I felt my orgasm building. I tried to warn him but it was too late. I shot load after load into his mouth. He started sucking really fast. He shot at about the same time. He just kept comming. I tried to swallow as fast as I could but it startd coming out the corne of my mouth. Slowly it subsided and I cleaned up what ran out. He came off of me and moved up tp where he was facing me. He looked into my eyes and then he kissed me. It may sound cliche, but I saw fireworks. We shared a long passionate kiss. We embraced and held each other tightly as we kissed. I don't know how long we were like that, but it was awsome. I've never felt like this before. We eventually broke our kiss and just looked into each others eyes. He was the first to speak. He said " I've wanted to do that for a while now." I said "You have?" He rolled over and looked up at he ceiling. He said " I really like you David." I didn't know what to say. I fanitsised about it but, now it was happening. It was just too much to take in. I said " Brad, are you gay?" Brad got up out of my bed and started to get dressed. I got up and stood in front of him. He pulled his shorts up and had tears in his eyes. He said " I shouldn't have done that, now you'll go and tell everyone and I'll get the shit beat out of me every day at school. How could I have been so stupid?" I put my hands on his shoulders and asked him again. I had to hear it. I needed to in order to feel ok about all of this. I had just as much to hide. He just looked at me and broke down crying. He tried to push past me, but I grabbed him in a hug and wouldn't let go. I just let him cry. I walked him back over to my bed and sat him down. I got dressed and sat down next to him. I managed to get him calmed down. I dried his tears with my shirt, and looked into his eyes. I said " Brad, I would never say anything about what we did. We both obviously enjoyed it." Brad said " David, I never meant to come on to you, but I just couldn't help it." I said " Brad, I didn't do anything I didn't want to. I was actually hoping it would happen." Brad wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight. He said " It has been so hard trying to be a friend without giving in to these urges. I've known for a while, but I just recently accepted it. I've been so scared of people finding out." I said " I kew for a while. I accepted that I was gay when I was 14. My dad doesn't know, and I would rather he not know." Brad said " So, what do we do now?" I said " I wat more that anything to continue our friendship. If anything else develops, we will deal with it then. I think we were lusting for each other and this is what happened. I don't want to push it. It could end up hurting our friendship. As far as being together, we can do that if you want. God knows, that was Hot." Brad looked at me and smiled. He said " As much as I hate to admit it, I think you are right. We should take this slowly. What we did was in the heat of the moment, but it was incredible." Brad kissed me once again, softly. He said "Friends?" I said "Friends." We hugged and laid back on my bed and talked for a while. We talked about our hopes and fears. We talked for three hours, just getting to know each other intimately. It felt good holding him in my arms. Brad stayed for a few hours more then had to go home. I walked him home. I wanted to kiss him, but things being the way they were, I figured a hug would work just as well. Well, thats it for this chapter. I nearly died and I think I found a boyfriend. I would like for it to be more. We will soon see. I am writing this as I recuperate from an injury, so the chapters are just flying out at about 1 every other day. I don't want to drag this out, but it spans the most improtant years of my life. I'm still in high school, and I am still going through this. When I catch up to the present, I will add chapters on a weekly basis. You will hear about it as it happens. Comments : dbriggs10@juno.com.