Date: Sat, 30 Aug 2008 18:24:18 -0500
From: Ariane Winton <awinton08@gmail.com>
Subject: Firefly Chapter 1

	If you are not allowed to read erotic homosexual stories then stop
now!....okay whatever now onto the story...


	"What's up buddy?" my friend Stephen asked me while I got into his
mustang.
      "Nothing much" I said to him as I picked up his IPOD and picked a
tune to listen to.
	"So, what's new and shit?" Stephen asked me as he handed me his cd
case and some wraps.
	"Nothing, really just trying to do my own thing" I said to him as I
took the case, and opened it up. "What about you?" I asked him as I reached
into the back of his mustang and got out a book.
	"Man, honestly nothing really, nothing ever goes on here! It's so
boring." He said as I broke up some weed onto the book, trying to be
careful not to spill it as he went around corners.
	"Yeah man I know what you mean." I said to him as I filled the
cracked brown paper with the green miracle substance. "There is no dick
anywhere either!"

I said to him as he turned onto the highway.
	"Yeah bro, I know what you mean" Stephen said as I licked the brown
paper and closed the seems.
	"You know what I mean straight boy?" I chimed in and smiled.
	"Well there is no pussy around either." He said to me as I passed
him the blunt.
	"Your not going to light it for me?" he asked and smiled back at me
	"Of course!...I always light my bitches blunts." I said to him as
he inhaled the deep purple smoke into his lungs. After letting out a small
cough he passed it to me.
	"I would never be yo bitch" Stephen said to me as we cruised down
the highway.
	"Top doesn't go down?" I asked him with a smile.
	"Of course, for you it always goes down." He said with a return
smile. I just laughed to myself and hit the blunt.

	We entered the club in Lawrence, I hated going to gay clubs,
because they were all the same. Same smell of too much cologne, too much
glitter, and the smell of fresh lube being wiped all over the boys in the
bathrooms. I looked at Stephen and he looked at me as we made our way to
the dance floor.
	"For a straight boy you sure are a good dancer." I said to Stephen
as he got behind me and held onto my hips.

	"I can shake what my momma gave me." He said to me as he grinded
against my ass. I looked back at Stephen and realized in that moment just
how hot he is, or how hot he could be. He was not some supermodel drop dead
gorgeous kind of guy. He was the simple brown hair, green eye guy. With a
deep set jaw and small lips. He had some acne over his face, and a tall
lean skinny body. Maybe it was the fact that I haven't had sex since
February, and it was now August, or the fact that he was just damn hot at
the moment, but I leaned into him and...

	"Wake the fuck up!" my mother said to me as she walked into my
room.
	"Really mom?, really? At this moment you decide to be a bitch?" I
said to her as I threw my pillow at her. She picked up my pillow and threw
it back at me.  She gave a small laugh and came over to my bed and sat
down.
	"If I was not a bitch, then how do you think you would be who you
are today?" My mom said to me with a smile and a shake of the bed. She was
right though. My mom was a strong, single mother who taught me that
everyone should be treated equally and to always stand up for yourself. It
was actually my mom that told me that I was gay, and she had a gay best
friend so it was never really hard not be myself around her. I loved my mom
more than I loved anyone else in this world. My mom's name is Jane, she is
a tall woman with long black hair and a porcelain white face. Her face was
so beautiful that she didn't need make up, and didn't believe in make up.
	"Thank you for making me a bitch." I said to her as I sat up in my
bed.
	"You are very welcome" she said with a smile as she got up.
	"Bring your sheets downstairs when you wake up...they are
wet...nice dream?" she asked me as she walked out of my room.

I smiled to myself while I took off my sheets and laid them in a pile on
the floor. I went inside my bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I
was not a muscle god by any chance, but I did have a nice defined 6 pack
body. My sandy blonde hair and blue eyes made the girls wet, " I laughed at
myself for that comment, since I would have no idea how to even get a girl
wet." My sandy blonde hair and blue eyes made the guys hard as a
rock. "There that's better."  The best part about my body would have to be
my smile. After having braces for three and a half years I would hope that
my teeth would be straight and white. I took a lot of pride in them. As I
did with my body. I went over and relieved my bladder, and then I got into
the shower, brushed my teeth, then threw my clothes on and headed
downstairs. My mom was in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee and reading
the newspaper.  She glanced up at me on my way out the door.
	"Did you bring your sheets downstairs?" My mom asked me
	"Shit! Sorry mom I left them on my floor though!" I said to her as
I walked out the door of my house. It was a really bright day outside, the
start of August came with a light breeze, and allergies reeking havoc. I
got into my car and reached into my glove box to pull out a joint and lit
it up. I inhaled the first drag and started up my car. After shifting into
drive I fished out my phone from my pocket and called my friend Stephen.
	"Hey bro face!" I said into the receiver
	"Hey home skillet!" He replied back.
	"I'm driving and smoking a J...care to join me?" I asked him as I
pulled out of my neighborhood and headed his way.
	"Always!" He said. "Good I'll be there in two minutes." I said to
him as I hung up the phone. Pulling into his driveway I honked the horn and
waited for him to come outside. Stephen bounded out of his house and got
into my passenger side door.
	"Hello" he said to me as I passed him the joint
	"What it do?" I said back to him as I reversed
	"Nothing really man what about you?" he asked back.
	"Nothing, I had a wet dream last night" I said to him as I turned
and headed towards the mall.
	"No shit? Who was it this time? Callum again?" He asked me.
	"No dude, it was you." I said to him as I took the joint back and
put it to my lips.
	"Err...anyway." Stephen said as he turned up my radio.
	"Stephen, come on man, why do you get so weird when I bring up my
lifestyle?" I asked him
	"I don't know man, it's just...I don't care if it's anyone else you
talk about its just weird when it's me directly ya know?" he asked as he
took the joint back
	"No actually I don't know" I said back to him
	"What ever let's just drop this. " he said, "we are we going?" he
asked me as I turned into the mall parking lot.
	"Uhh...well I believe the sign says Oak park Mall." I said to him
in a teasing sing song voice.
	"You can be an asshole sometimes" he said to me as he hit the joint
one last time than put it out in my ashtray.
	"I am not even going to say anything about that." I said to him as
I took out the keys in my ignition and headed inside the mall. As I walked
into the mall high as a kite, I smelled the food court and headed that
way. Stephen must have had the same instinct that I had, because he headed
the same way I did. Me and Stephen, oh I'm sorry, Stephen and I have been
friends since the start of junior high when we were 13. Now that we were 19
it had become my other most cherished relationship besides the one with my
mom. We have gone through a lot of shit together, like when his mom passed
away in a car accident, to when I came out to him in the middle of a
thunderstorm after I ran out of his house for no reason.

Right there in the middle of that thunderstorm I broke down and told him
that I was gay. He didn't say anything mean to me, he just hugged me, then
gave me my first real kiss from anyone, let alone a boy. I always wondered
why he kissed me that night, but in the moment I had forgot to ask, and
after smoking so much pot my memory was fucked, so I have never brought it
up.

"Can I get a hamburger." I asked the women behind the Sonic counter. "and
some tatter tots- "anything else?" the women asked getting annoyed "yeah, a
chocolate milkshake, and a banana split." I said to her "anything else?"
she asked "No, that's it" I said to her as I reached into my wallet and
pulled out a twenty to pay with.

"Your order number 1308" She said to me as she gave me my receipt.  I went
to the side and waiting for my number being called. I tuned into everything
going on around me, hearing all the noise and bustle of people doing
shopping, mom's dragging their children around, dads being used for the
credit cards, and little junior high kids thinking they were the coolest
people around. "I hope I was never that stupid when I was that age." I said
to no one but myself.

"yeah, me too." I heard from behind me. I turned around and saw an amazing
looking boy. He had wavy brown hair, and bright blue eyes that looked like
a blue crystals being shown throw a light. His skin was tan, and soft and
he smelled so good that all I wanted to do was lick his teeth. Speaking of
his teeth, he had white straight perfect teeth, and a smile that made me
want to act like a stupid junior high kid.

"yeah, they are kind of--"

"annoying?" he said finishing my statement.

"yeah, " I said with a stupid smile, " My name is Liam what's yours?" he
asked me "Uhh...it's TJ" I said to him.

"Order 1308 your order is ready." Came over the speaker.

"that's me," I said as I handed the girl my receipt number. She handed me
my tray and I turned around to find a table.

"well, it was nice to meet you Liam." I said with a smile as he looked down
at my mass amount of food, "Yeah, you too..." he said with a chuckle. I
made my way to a table that was not to far from the Sonic. I sat down and
started at Liam from behind. From what I could tell, he had a nice round
ass that I was most definitely wanted a piece of. At that moment Stephen
came with his tray of food and sat down across from me.

"he has a nice ass" I said to Stephen as he turned around and looked at who
I was pointing too.

"Do you always treat guys like a piece of meat?" he asked me

"Like you don't with girls?" I snapped back at him

"I don't, it's called respect...you should try it sometime."  He said back
as he took a bite into his sandwich.

"I give respect, as long as it's shaped like a penis, or has an ass like
his." I said back as I ate my hamburger.

***I figured this would be a good place to stop for the introduction.*****
This story as you will see, is not like a lot of stories on Nifty. It's not
as serious, and should not be taken that way. So if some things offended
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there will be "Episodes" and unfortunately cliff hangers! But it is going
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