Date: Wed, 28 Jan 2004 10:23:51 +0530
From: Kam <kamguy@alexandria.cc>
Subject: Enough 1

Disclaimer

This is a story involving gay characters and their relationship. If you are
expecting wild monkey sex then please divert your attention to another
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*Author's bullshit: This is my second story for the first one look under
adult-youth for "The Boy Series". Now this one's for all those who loved my
first story and I'll try to fill in what lacked in the first story, if I'm
unable to do so, please forgive me. Also, please ignore any grammatical or
spelling errors this one hasn't been proofread. *


Chapter 1

"Faggot"


There it was again. Since I came out, my life had become a living hell. I
don't even know if coming out really was my idea at all. I gave the guy the
finger and walked away, what else could I do? It's a straight man's world
out there. I can't believe that people would punish me for something that I
wasn't responsible for, if I ever do meet God, he'll be screwed.

Walking home, I realized how much had changed in these 5 days since...since
everyone knew. The only thing that didn't change was, me. My Dad is still
waiting for the "phase" to get over and my mom? Well, she's still wondering
what does all this actually mean. So why did I come out again? Oh right,
peace of mind, didn't look like it was working. Only one of my guy friends
is actually 'brave' enough to still talk to me, and not be obscene. Bryan
always was a great friend, a friend in need, and if this isn't need I don't
know what is.

Sorry, should've introduced myself. Me? I'm Joey, your friendly
neighborhood queer. I'm an average 17-year-old gay guy, facing the average
gay bullshit, in the average gay life. And I'm already sick of it. Why does
anybody care, or should care about who I bed? Who I care to love and whom I
think about. It Isn't like I kick straight guys I meet, but now; maybe I
should, and see how they like it. I didn't notice how fast I reached my
house. I opened the door and went straight to my room. It was not my day
and I didn't have the guts to face the rest of it, so I thought, better
sleep through it.

"Joey! Get up, Bryan's here." My sister Susan called from downstairs,
waking me up from a dream. She's the only one who didn't actually make a
fuss about me. We're twins, but I still call her my little sis, on account
of the 17 seconds between our births.

"I'm coming, I'm coming alright!" I yelled still trying to get up. I called
Bryan up to my room and got into the bathroom for a much needed shower. I
changed and got out. Bryan doesn't exactly visit me too often well not
since, the day. He looked so pleasant today that he actually scared me.

"Hey Bryan, so what brings the heterosexual to the gay side of town?"

"Stop it! See, you're the one who always brings it up."

"Alright, so why are you here? Wait, I'm not forgetting any due
assignments, am I?"

"No! I actually wanted to go out with you."

"Aww Bryan, you little love puppy."

"Quit it! You know that's not what I meant. I've got an extra ticket to
Spiderman. So? Wanna come?"

"Comic geek!" I whispered just loud enough for him to hear it.

"Fine, if you don't want to...."

"Bryan, come on. You know I was kidding. Come on lets go."

I lifted him off my bed and headed for the door to go out when my mom
opened it and saw me holding Bryan. When I got over my initial shock, I let
go of Bryan and said something about going to the movies and left my mom in
her own confusion. God knows what she was thinking but it eventually did
get me thinking too.

Bryan was nothing what a comic geek should look like. He was cute, funny,
extroverted and yet, somehow bashful, unlike anyone I've known he was
actually built...muscles and all, come to think of it I wouldn't mind
dating him well, but I don't think Samantha Williams would've let me live
me if she knew. Bryan and Samantha have something cooking and honestly, it
couldn't have happened to a better girl, if "it" was happening to her.

"So is Samantha joining us?" I asked.

"Sam? Nah, she's too busy with some science project."

"Nerds of a feather..." I started when Bryan punched me on my arm.

"Better behave mister, she's not as boring as she seems you know."

"And I'm Pamela Anderson."

"Hi Pam."

"Damn you, Bryan...Hey! Come on, I don't wanna miss the movie." I said and
we ran into the theater.

The movie was actually very good. And Toby McGuire was absolutely, wow. We
started walking home when Bryan stopped and turned around and giggled and
we started walking again. I tried turning too, but he stopped me and told
me to keep moving. I asked him what was up and what he said, made me almost
fall down.

"There's a guy following us, I think he has a crush on you."

"What?" I almost turned back again.

"He's actually the guy who gave me the tickets, he's some Josh. He wants to
meet you."

"What? Don't fool around with me Bryan, I'm gonna..."

"Are you sure you don't want me 'fooling around' with you?"

"Bryan...!"

"I'm serious," he said cutting me off, "He said he knew you in your last
school but lost touch or something."

"Last school? That's ancient history man. How am I supposed to remember
him?"

"Ok, here's me" he said pointing to his house, "watch out, he's gonna move
in for a kill."

"Bryan wait!" I shouted as he crossed the street, gave me a wink, giggled
and went inside.

I started walking again. He was right, I heard footsteps following me,
expecting the worst I quickened my pace. I almost thought Bryan was kidding
when the guy came up and tapped my shoulder. I quickly turned around and
looked at the god in front of me. He was abso-damn-lutely gorgeous. Around
22, built and came equipped with, what I think they call, a million dollar
smile. He offered his hand and smiled again.

"Hi! I'm...I'm Josh."

"Umm yeah, Bryan told me. But I'm sorry I don't remember any Josh from my
last school."

"That's probably because I wasn't in it."

"But Bryan said that you were..."

"Yeah, only way I could get him to make you to meet me. He's very
protective of you, I can tell. Is he your..."

"Boyfriend? No, my love-life is dead for the moment."

"Thank god, I mean not that your love life is...I meant for me...for us. I
mean...damn"

"I think I get what you want to say."

"I hope so." There was a long pause before he said anything, "You wanna go
out...umm, for coffee sometimes?"

"That would be good...when?" I couldn't believe that I could be so calm in
front of him.

"How about tomorrow. I'll pick you up from college...is that ok with you?"

"Sure, tomorrow. How do you know me anyway?"

"Let's just leave that conversation for coffee tomorrow. We have to talk
about something over coffee...plus, I love to leave people hanging."

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So? That's all for chapter 1, send me some feedback. And remember I will
not post the chapters as fast as the first story as this one is still under
construction.

Kam.  kamguy@alexandria.cc