Date: Mon, 22 Feb 2016 21:34:15 +0000
From: Matthew S <mattstories@hotmail.com>
Subject: Finding My Voice - Chapter ten

Hi guys,

This is my first time ever writing a story though I've been an avid fan of
Nifty for a while. It's something I've been meaning to do for a while and
would greatly appreciate any feedback you have for me. Please feel free to
email me at mattstories@hotmail.com even if it's just to tell me that you
liked/hated the story. Apologies for any typing, spelling or grammatical
errors.

This story will contain sexual scenes but is also a story about a teenage
boy growing into himself and his sexuality. Although I have borrowed from
my own life and experiences, any events that seem similar to your own lives
are purely coincidental.

All copyrights for this story are held by me. If it is not legal for you to
read this story then that is a decision that you need take for yourself but
any consequences of that decision are yours.

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The story so far:

Our main character, Aaron, is 13 years old and suffers from a crippling
shyness which makes social situations difficult for him. School sent him on
a trip to Germany, during which time he rooms with three older boys; Adam,
Danny and Kieran. Aaron has become good friends with each of the boys and
has started exploring the romantic feelings he has had for Kieran for the
last 10 months. He had a moment of doubt about the sincerity of the boys
but has now accepted his foolishness. After suffering an attack by a group
of other students, Aaron has begun to speak up for himself. He was about to
be discharged from hospital when his teacher, Miss Raymond, walked in on
him and Kieran kissing.

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Finding My Voice - Chapter ten.

How I managed to walk out of the hospital room when all the blood in my
body was located in my face, making me blush brighter than the sun, I'll
never know. Kieran was the opposite; instead of blushing, he had turned
very pale and it was clear that he was panicking. As if to prolong our
torture, Miss Raymond had said nothing to us about what she had
witnessed. The entire walk down to the waiting car had been in silence;
made all the more awkward for the fact that I had to lean on Kieran to help
me walk given some of the injuries I had sustained.

Although I knew Kieran was 'out' to both Adam and Danny, I didn't know
anything about how open he was with his sexuality with others. It might be
that no-one else at school knew, maybe he just didn't want the teachers
finding out or maybe it was his family; whatever it was, something was
deeply troubling him and he looked like he might burst into tears at any
point. I tried to comfort him by placing my hand in his once we were
settled in the car but he looked at me as if I were mad and then pulled his
hand away.

However subtle he had tried to be, that moment did not go unnoticed by Miss
Raymond.

"Look, boys," she began, looking very deliberately at both of us in turn,
"It's clear that something is going on between the two of you."

It was hard to make out her words over the pounding of my heart. A part of
me wanted to open the car door and jump out, regardless of the
consequences, but I could tell that Kieran was terrified enough and I
needed to be strong.

"Miss Raymond..." I began, I'm not sure whether I was going to tell her the
truth or a lie but she held her hand up to quieten me so I never found out.

"You don't need to," she said as her expression softened, "Boys, I think
that this is some of the most wonderful news I've had in years."

My jaw dropped so quickly I thought it was going to fall out. Looking over
at Kieran, his face had the same dumbfounded expression as mine did; mouth
hanging open with eyes wide.

Miss Raymond suddenly burst into a fit of laughter, "Honestly boys, you
should see your faces. I know you think I come from a different generation
but I'm well aware of the potential for love between two boys."

Now Miss Raymond wasn't particular old, and I don't think that either
Kieran or I thought she didn't understand gay people, but she
was... well... a teacher. Let's face it; you don't expect your teacher to
be this relaxed about something that you are keeping hidden from everyone
else. Teachers didn't talk about this sort of stuff either; even in Sex and
Relationship education classes. Everything there was geared towards
'straight' students; we'd never even talked about gay people until one day
when a rather foolish boy asked if kissing a girl after his mate kissed her
made him gay. My teacher at the time brushed the question off and seemed a
little uncomfortable at the mention of homosexuality in his classroom, like
it was some forbidden topic.



Taking a moment to compose herself, Miss Raymond leaned forward, "The pair
of you are good for each other. Aaron, look how confident and at ease
Kieran has made you feel. Kieran, since spending time with Aaron, you're so
much calmer; it's like having him around has focused you."

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Kieran nodding. It was hard to
imagine him as someone hyper and unfocused but I guess I'd never seen that
side of him; in fact, there were a lot of things about Kieran that I didn't
know.

Miss Raymond took my hand and placed it on Kieran's. "You don't need to be
frightened," she stated with a firm yet kind voice.



"But..." Kieran began, "Does this mean we can't stay together?" The thought
had never even occurred to me. I suppose, now she knew, Miss couldn't let
us continue to stay in the same room. I mean, we hadn't really done
anything but, still, there was no way that would be allowed. My breath
started to get shallow and water glazed over my eyes as I imagined not
being near Kieran; I couldn't do that. Now more than ever, I needed him
next to me. I needed him to hold me. A single clear blue tear fell from my
eyes and rolled slowly down my cheeks.

"Whatever do you mean Kieran?" Miss Raymond said, suddenly changing her
demeanour back to her a professional one. "At a time like this, why would I
remove Aaron from his best friend?" She deliberately stressed the 'best
friend' part of the question. I was confused for a second; she knew we were
more than that... what was she thinking? But it all became clear when she
winked at me. "Like I said, the two of you are good for each other."

Oh wow, the realisation hit me like a weight. She knew what her duty
was. She knew that Kieran and I were more than friends. Yet here, in front
of me, was a woman who was willing to risk her professional life because
she knew, right now, I needed to be with Kieran. The relief washed over me
like a wave; carrying with it any panic that had begun to build
inside. Kieran was beaming like the Cheshire Cat; his bright white teeth
shining under those delicious ruby lips. I desperately wanted to kiss him
but knew that I had to be restrained, no matter how 'cool' Miss Raymond
was.

"Thank you," I said, finding the words. Nothing more was needed but,
suffice it to say, my respect for this woman more than doubled right then
and there. I guess not all teachers are like that foolish man who taught my
Sex and Relationships classes.



When we arrived back at the hotel, Danny and Adam were waiting to greet us
like two eager puppies. Both of them pounced on me the moment I got out of
the car and start hugging me. Although the feeling of being loved and cared
for was great, my bruises and cuts made the hugging unbearable after a few
moments but, luckily, Kieran was there to nudge the pups off.

As my eyes met Danny's, a look of understanding passed between us. I took
his hand and thanked him for being the best guardian a boy could hope
for. The reality is, this young man potentially saved my life. Without his
intervention, and quite an amazing feat at that, those vile creatures that
attacked me could have left me for dead. His eyes began to water and so did
mine. He leaned down and kissed the top of my head; it was a small gesture
and there was certainly nothing sexual or romantic in it, but I understood
its significance and so did Danny. There and then, I knew he would always
have my back.



The evening passed swiftly, we stayed in our room, sat on the carpet, and
had an evening full of the various snacks the others had bought
yesterday. My friends introduced me to a range of different card games and
it turns out I had a lot of beginner's luck; winning most of the games we
played. Oddly, that stopped after I voiced that idea to the others; I guess
they had been taking it easy on me. After standing up to get some crisps,
Kieran came over to me instead of returning to his seat. Gently pushing me
forward, he slid down between my back and the bed; he placed his legs on
either side of me and wrapped his arms around my waist. No-one said
anything and it was so lovely to just... be with him. Adam even smiled when
he saw Kieran rest his head on my shoulder and close his eyes for a few
moments. Whether it was the heat from Kieran's strong body or the love I
felt radiating from all three of the boys in the room, I don't know but I
felt better than I'd ever felt before, despite the aches and pains of my
bruised body.



As the night drew on, Danny began to yawn more and more and so he decided
to turn in. Adam followed soon after, leaving just Kieran and I awake. We
decided to get ready for bed and both stripped down to our boxers. Standing
still, I watched as Kieran pulled his t-shirt over his head, revealing his
taunt body; muscles responding to the movement. My mouth filled with saliva
at the sight of this toned god in front of me. All mine, I thought to
myself, he is all mine; I genuinely must be the luckiest boy in the
world. In one fluid motion, Kieran removed his jeans and socks and turned
to place them in his draw, giving me a beautiful view of his tight bubble
bum; outlined perfectly in a pair of fitted black boxers with a white
trim. Everything about this boy is just physical perfection and I blushed
as he caught me staring.

"It's ok," he said softly, "You can look as much as you want Aaron."

He looked like he had more to say but the moment was interrupted as I fell
backwards onto our bed. I had managed to pull my top over my head, albeit
with several grunts and groans as my damaged muscles tried to obey, but it
had caught over my eyes and I'd ended up knocking myself over and landing
on my bum on the edge of the bed Kieran and I shared. Immediately, Kieran
came over to me and pull my top off my flailing arms. His hands travelled
down my arms, tracing each of my muscles and then gliding down over my
developing chest and abs. He dropped down to his knees, placing his hands
on the waistband of my joggers and lovingly pulled them from my legs,
leaving me sat there in a pair of thin black boxers and blue trainer
socks. The snores of the other two boys filled the room as he slowly slid
my socks off from my sore feet and began to massage them. His fingers felt
heavenly as he manipulated my tired soles, eliciting soft moans from my
lips. I'd never realised how good it could feel to have someone take care
of you in this way; to spend their time completely focused on you and your
needs; your pleasure coming first. His palms pressed against the balls of
my feet as his fingers gently rubbed over my toes. Our eyes were locked
together the entire time and I could see his true feelings for me inside
them; I can't believe I ever doubted this boy.



I wish I could tell you that the massage led to something naughty but, the
truth is, we were both just too drained, physically and emotionally, from
the last two days to even think about anything like that. That doesn't mean
we didn't kiss and cuddle as we settled down for the evening; no-one can
ever be too tired for that.



Partway through the night, I was woken by the sound of someone sobbing. As
my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I could tell that it was Kieran; he had
turned away from me as I slept and his shoulders were shaking as tiny sobs
came out of his body. Without a word, I moved right behind him, place my
chest along his back. My arms wrapped around his waist and I simply planted
soft kisses on the back of his neck. After a few moments, his body stopped
shaking and his breathing steadied. He turned to face me.

"I'm sorry," he said, his eyes still wet, "I didn't mean for you to see
that."

"Kieran, if something is wrong, I want to know. You're... well... I really
care about you."

He smiled and a small chuckle left his lips, "You can call me your
boyfriend if you want." It was a statement but he had said it as a
question; almost unsure as to what I wanted.

My own eyes started to water and, despite my best efforts, my voice failed
me; instead, I simply nodded my head.

Moving closer, he gently kissed my lips; a soft touch with just enough
sensuality to make me moan as he slowly slid his tongue into my mouth. My
own tongue caressed his which allowed me to pull a moan from him too. All
too soon, the kiss was over and Kieran pulled back. With a serious face, he
said simply; "If we are going to be boyfriends, then there's some stuff you
should know."

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Thank you for reading chapter ten of my story. I hope you enjoyed it -
please feel free to give me any feedback at mattstories@hotmail.com, I'd
really appreciate it.

I've started a new story. It has a very different feel to this one and is
based much more around the sexual exploration of an older teen who finds
himself single; it's a bit darker and grittier than this but you might
enjoy it. It's called 'Young, Free and Newly Single' and is located in the
Gay/Highschool section of Nifty. Please go check it out and let me know
what you think.

The feedback so far from you guys has been amazing. I am genuinely
overwhelmed by the support and encouraging words you have sent me so thank
you very much. It really does mean a lot to get that sort of response from
you.