Date: Sat, 21 Aug 1999 13:11:24 PDT
From: Frank Ryan <ryan20bi@hotmail.com>
Subject: First impressions 4

Before I start, I want to dedicate this chapter to the following people:
To Com for inspiring me to write; to JT for being my friend;
to Eggie for helping me with the site; to Johnny for his 18th birthday;
and to Sean for finding his true love and happiness.
Love you all.

                         ******


First Impressions 4

I felt caught. There was simply no other way of putting it.

Yeah, this morning certainly did NOT come out as planned. Scott, Vince,
Robbie and me decide to ditch and hang around the park, Robbie and Vince
leave and I get caught up in the moment and kiss Robbie -not a peck, mind
you, I can still taste the cereal he had- and Scott and Vince come back WAY
too soon and just so happen to catch us. If you can imagine standing in a
full  football stadium ready to sing the national anthem and somebody comes
up to you and says "By the way, why are you, uh, like, NAKED??"  THAT'S
how I felt.

Scott had stopped dead in his tracks and just stood there. Robbie had
already broken our kiss and jumped back a bit, and judging by the look on
HIS face...he didn't plan this bit either. Vince's mouth was open, and he
didn't bother closing it. He just looked at us in utter disbelief first,
then slowly turned his head towards Scott, whose face was adorned with a
blank expression and did not seem to move at all.

I slowly glanced over at Robbie, who answered my glance with a brief moment
of eyecontact, then he rested his eyes on Scott. Scott, it seemed, was
looking at me, and when I looked at him, he just sort of stared back...
I was lost for words. I didn't want Scott to catch me, not here or now!

Robbie seemed to regain his sanity the fastest. He slowly crawled off the
ground and stood up, then walked over to Scott and Vince, and slowly said:

"...Scott?"

A few seconds after that, Scott's absent reply came:

"...Yeah."

"If you don't move soon a pigeon's gonna land on your head."

I just wet myself! I bursted out in giggles, and Robbie was trying hard
to surpress them himself.  Scott also managed to produce a smile. Vince was
finally smacked out of his vegetable-status, and started moving again,
thank god! It relieved some of the severe tension going on between the four
of us, but not everything.

Vince let out a hefty sigh of relief and started: "Really, Jace, you never
cease to amaze me! This is all just fucking great, you know! I'll tell ya
what, next time you feel like doing something, wait till I call CNN!!"

I clearly saw Scott breathe in a gasp of air, then he sighed deeply.

"Kirk to Scotty...?", I tried.

"...S-so...You...and Jace...So the two of you are..."

"Ummm...yeah.", Robbie said.

"We can't hide this from you, Scott...We're, um... gay. Sorry you had to
find out like this, and I won't blame you if you'd never speak to us
again but..."

"...huh? Oh! No! No, it's... it's ok...I...I just, uh...I didn't...Well,
I DID, but, uh...so does this mean..." Scott said, as he turned to Vince.

"What? Hell no!", Vince replied.

"But you KNEW...", Scott continued.

"Yeah, I knew, but I'm not involved! Nah, I'm straight too, dude."

"Um, Vince...", Scott started.

"What?"

"I guess, uh, I should tell you that...Well,  you're the ONLY straight
guy here, man...", Scott smiled, while glancing over at Robbie and me.

The expression on Vince's face was absolutely priceless! I wish I had
brought a camera. At the same time, Robbie's eyes AND mine widened to
almost twice their original size, and Robbie couldn't help but scream out:

"YESSS! I told ya, Jace!! See, I was right!"

"Yeah, you were!" I happily admitted as I gave Robbie a high-five.

"Waitaminnit...you guys knew about me??" Scott said, taking his turn to look
amazed again.

"Um, well...Remember when we were in detention yesterday...?" Robbie started.

"Yeah..."

"Well, I saw this button on your backpack..."

"Oh, so you DID see that!!", Scott exclaimed. "I thought you were either
straight or missed it completely. I guess it was just my little way of...
hitting on you.", he said, blushing.

"I can't believe it..." Robbie said.

"I can't believe it either...", I added.

"I'm going to be sick.", Vince grinned.

"Scott, I'm honored..", Robbie said.

"But YOU!", Scott said as he turned to me. "I flashed you that button
millions of times! You're telling me all this time you WERE gay,
and 'just didn't see it'??"

"W-well...I stuttered, I didn't know what it mea-"

"Oh, come off it Jace, Everybody knows..."

"Well, I don't! Really! Think that if I did see it I'd have passed you up??"

That remark startled Scott for a moment. "So you guys have been together
from day one?"

"Yeah,", Vince cut in, " They've been at it for two days now, they're all
ga-ga for eachother. Next thing you know they're making wedding plans and
I'll never have an appetite ever again..."

"Gee, thanks for clearing that up, Vince...", I remarked.

Scott snickered a little. "I still have a little trouble...believing
you guys. I mean I saw the kiss, but..."

"Well, BELIEVE it, dude...", Vince said.

I looked at Scott seriously for a moment. "Scott, I just wanted to let you
know we think you're a very cool guy, and we'd really like it if you'd hang
with us..."

"I..I'd like that...a LOT..."

"...Friends?"

"Yeah...friends."

I gave Scott a handshake, but when I looked in his crystal eyes I could see
he was really moved. I decided I didn't have to hide from anyone and pulled
him towards me, giving him a firm hug.

Vince turned to Robbie and said: "And then there were three..."

Robbie's eyes widened a bit, but decided not to take it as an insult.
Instead, he taunted: "Aww...feeling left out? Don't worry, I'm still here for
ya!"

With that, he placed his hand on Vince's shoulder. Surprisingly Vince
didn't jerk away. He just shook his head and sighed: "Great.
Fan-fucking-tastic."

Scott turned to Vince next. "Vince, I'd really like to be friends with you
too...so don't go all freakish on me here..."

"Aw hell, if that's the way it's gonna be, then that's the way it's
gonna be. I just think it's just my bloody luck, that's all."

"Hey, you're not, like, homophobic are ya Vince??", Robbie grinned.

"Heheh. Nope. You're all still ALIVE, right?"

"Is that a challenge?"

"Take it as you will."

"It's a challenge. Guys, GET HIM!!"

Robbie pounced Vince around his neck. Vince could only utter a "What the.."
because I aimed for his hips next! The impact caused Vince to lose his
balance and the three of us toppled over into the grass. I tried to pin
down his arms, but he managed to roll ME over instead! Robbie was still
clinging onto Vince's neck, but he couldn't stop Vince from pinning me down.

Vince grinned triumphantly. "Unngh...See...me against the Gay Brigade...
one versus noth--...oh shit."

At that moment, Scott came charging towards us and did a perfect stage dive
type jump, all the three of us could do was extend our hands to catch him!
Scott uttered what sounded like some insane Native American battle cry and
crash-landed on us, sending the four of us rolling over the grass in a huge
pile of arms, legs, bodies and  giggles. Scott's impact had knocked the wind
out of me, and Robbie and Vince seemed short for breath as well. Scott
seemed fine though.

"Looks like I won this round, guys.", Scott grinned.

"How...how in the hell did you do that, Scott??", Vince gasped.

"It's an old trick I learned blading. If you're gonna fall, spread the
impact over your entire body, preferably hard parts like your shoulder or
arms..."

"So THAT's what punctured my liver....", I grunted.

"Robbie, you ok?", Scott smiled.

"Dunno...is my head still attached to my body?"

"You look fine from where I'm sitting."

"Speaking of which, get the fuck off me, Scott!"

"Oh yeah...sorry Vince."

Scott got off of Vince and Vince crawled off of me and Robbie, although we
were tempted to stay on the ground for just a little while longer...just
another second...gazing at eachother and enjoying the moment of...

"AHEM."

"Oh, yeah...sorry guys, we got caught in the moment..."

"I noticed.", Vince said. "That seems to happen an awful lot to you guys
lately."

"That's what you get...from being in LOVE.", I said. As I did this, I looked
at Robbie next to me, who seemed overjoyed by the fact that I was willing
to say it out in the open like this...

"You're in L...", Vince started.

"YES!" Robbie bursted out. "We're in LOVE!" And with that, he kissed me hard
on the lips again, the both of us rolling over in the damp grass.

"There. See what I have to put up with, Scott?"

Scott grinned. "I'm not complaining.", he said, as he slowly adjusted his
bulge.

"Aww, GROSS man!!"

"Hey, I dig chicks as much as the next guy...but I can't look at them and NOT
get hard..."

"You like girls? You just said you were gay!", Vince said.

"No, I said I wasn't straight. I like both flavors, man...", Scott grinned.

"Well, sorry dude, but I'm only into girls..." Vince said.

"Ever tried a guy?"

"Hell no!"

"Then how do you know what it's like? You don't know what you're missing..."

"Seriously dude, I don't think I WANNA know."

"Hmmm...your call."

"In the meantime....do you guys mind getting UP??"

"Myeaw, We'f gof thak park coverk, Vinch", I said with my mouth full of
tongue.

"What??"

"Mmm..I said we've got that part covered!"

"Rephrase: Get on your feet!"

"Gotcha..."

Most unwillingly, Robbie and me broke our embrace and stood up out of the
damp grass. Scott could do nothing but grin, and Vince just gave us this
"finally"-look.  I felt good that Scott seemed to enjoy the fact that Robbie
and I were rolling around in front of him like that. I've heard of guys
taking that sort of thing MUCH worse...gay or not.

I looked at Scott directly, and his grin got even broader. He said: "Jace,
congrats on an excellent roll-in-the-hay. You too Rob, I couln'ta done it
better myself. Anytime you feel up for it again, gimme a call..."

"Sure Scott..."

"I'll bring the camera...towels, refreshments...you name it..."

"Whatever dude. What time is it anyways?"

Scott checked his wrist. "Dunno."

"Could that possibly be because you're not wearing a watch, dumbass?", Vince
said.

"Grinnnn...", Scott smiled.

"It's....9.45. Leave now and we're in time for Math."

"Heheh...do we WANT to be in time for Math?" Robbie asked.

"Volunteers for another stroll around the park?", Scott asked.

Since I was never hard to persuade when it came to skipping class, I opted
to stay as well. Vince just shrugged and the four of us left the patch of
grass to wander off, in search of entertainment, and some much-needed
refreshments...

Whilst walking, my eyes kept trailing off to Robbie's ass...man did it look
good...not to mention taste, but...something made me glance over at
Scott's ass and compare the two. Robbie's light blue jeans were still
cupping up his cheek buns wonderbra-style, while Scott's dark blue cut-off
jeans were just too tight for words. Can't believe he finds that
comfortable...It was almost like Scott was wearing one of those spandex
cycling getups, and why he ever decided to cut off his jeans SO high there
was virtually no denim fabric left to speak of, was beyond me. But damn
was he sexy. If word of this gets out, he won't be single for long....

It was a weird thing. As sexy as Scott looked, as soon as I looked at
Robbie, or heard him talk, giggle or even sigh, my heart would get heavy.
My knees would get weak and I suddenly got the urge to take an as deep a
breath as possible, and just sigh it out really slowly. How did I ever end
up so enraptured about this one single boy?

Just walking like that, none of us was really saying anything. At that time
I wished I had some telepathic ability, so I could scan the minds of my
three friends, who were, no doubt, all pondering over that last display of
affection between Robbie and me. I glanced at Robbie, and pretended to
activate my non-present psychic powers. The first thing that entered my mind
was "IloveJasonIloveJason...". Hmmm, wishful thinking...

Next, I glanced over at Vince. What would he think of all this? Probably
something in the lines of: "What am I doing here with three queers while I
should be banging Miss Universe in the backseat of her daddy's limo...".
Yup, that's Vince.

Then, I glanced at Scott, and the look on his face, frowning with every step
he took, just told me one thing: "I miss my blades..."

"I want my blades back.", Scott said out of the blue.

"Ha! Hahahah..."

"It's not funny, Jace! This sucks!"

"Who cares. Broccoli sucks. We're almost out of the park..."

"What's beyond this?", Robbie enquired.

"Nothing, just some senior citizen apartments..."

"Groovy..." Scott grinned.

"Which we're gonna leave ALONE..."

"Can you say "mailbomb", kiddies...?" Scott said, now with an ear-to-ear grin
on his face and a satanic spark in his eyes.

"But past those is the real kicker. The place ALL teens in their right mind
hang out at least once a day..."

"The girls' locker room..." Vince said to himself.

"...the MALL!!"

"Do you think the Mall's open at this hour?" Scott asked me.

"Not sure...don't these places always open at ten?"

"Yeah, I think ten is as good a time as any.", Vince added.

"Which leaves us with 15 minutes...of Terror-time!", Scott grinned.

"Scott, you're not really thinking of harassing old ladies?", Robbie asked.

"That's: grumpy old hags who call the cops if they see you blade! Too close
to their fucking flowerbeds, they say...It wouldn't be the first time!"

"You got arrested?"

"Nah, but I was given a warning and they called the 'rents. That'd do it all
right...put me in a straightjacket whydon'tcha..."

"Next time they do that, just tell 'em you're gay and straight jackets don't fit…"

"Luv ya too, Vince..."

After a minute of walking we passed a small bridge and beyond that lay the
prestigious condos owned by the wealthiest elders of our city. The four of
us paused and stood there for a moment. We could hear an astray pitched bark
of a small dog, and other than that only birds were singing, in the far-off
park...

"My fellow carnage creators...let's cause chaos!!", Scott chanted.

"Heehee...yeah, why not!" Vince grinned.

"What are you guys planning?", Robbie asked.

"Nothing much...maybe a garden gnome raid.", Scott said.

"What's that?"

Scott leaned in close to Robbie. "Our target, Private, is those abandoned
gardens over there. Our plan of operations is our team moves in swiftly,
collects any and all gnomes, trolls, Snow-whites or storchs the enemy has
hidden there, and move them to our designated rendez-vous point...that
fountain!!"

Gotta hand it to the guy...Scott was never short of imagination.

"Heheh...won't they call the police?"

"Most likely, yeah...but at this hour they'll be dunking donuts in their
coffee mugs, and it'll take them some time to get here...by then we'll be
long-gone..."

We all agreed on Scott's zany idea and assumed our places. Scott took his
red bandana off, and waved it so we could all see. After a few more seconds,
he waved it again and the raid was on!!

We all stormed to a separate garden, and raided the plastic statues from
it. I picked up two large gnomes with those typical red hats and white
beards, and raced over top speed to the adjacent lot, and yanked a bird
feeder out of the ground!

Robbie followed my lead with a gnome and two green frogs, While Scott and
Vince each raided three gardens clean! Their arms full of ornaments, they
raced past us, Scott giving his battle cry again, and beat us to the
fountain across the field! With a splash, the content of their arms was
dumped in the fountain. We followed shortly, each throwing our collected
trophies into the water.

"Put those back, you vandals!!",came the muffled cry of an old woman.

"Come get me!!!!" yelled Scott.

"Yeah!! Whoooo!!!", I added

"I'm sending Tarzan after you! Sick 'em Tarzan!!", the old woman's voice
replied.

"Scott leaned over to Robbie and said: "Now comes the best part. She's
gonna send this fluffy lap critter with this pink bow in its hair after
us...Watch, this should be goo-...ohshit. Shitshitshit!!"

"What? What??" Robbie asked.

"RUN!!!", Scott screamed.

I soon saw why. Out of an open door emerged the BIGGEST, BADDEST, foaming,
growling, barking and chomping German Shepherd I've ever seen!

"Oh fuck. GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE!!!" Vince screamed.

"My thoughts exactly, come on Robbie!" I yelled.

The four of us ran our legs out from under us as we desperately tried to
stay ahead of the four legged monsterdog. The mutt still had to cross the
field so we could barely make it over the bridge. From there, we were
panic-struck.

"Shitshitshit...", Scott sighed.

I looked back, and saw the fanged hellhound scuffling around on the spot we
were just standing, near the fountain. Right at that moment the monster
looked up and looked me RIGHT in the eye!! And then the thing stormed at
us again!

"Yeeaargh! Run for it!!", Scott yelped.

"Head for the fence!!" Vince yelled.

As we were running, Robbie asked: "Where IS the fence??!?"

"Follow me!!"

We ran and ran, until we reached the Mall's parking lot and the fence that
surrounded it. We all cluttered over it and fell down the other side,
completely out of breath. The dog, of course, was nowhere to be seen.

"Huhh...huhh....whhhere....IS that thing..." Scott huffed.

"Dunnoh…think we lost it..." I replied.

"Don't think he...followed us." Vince observed.

"Okay. So who's bright idea was this in the first place???" I asked.

"Presumed guilty until proven insane." Scott sighed to himself.

"Well," Robbie said. "Since we are here...this looks like a mall."

"It is...THE Mall." Vince said. "And Jace was right, one of the coolest
places in town."

"You know how good you can blade inside a mall?" Scott said.

"Yeah, till the Mall Security throws you out." I said.

"True, but that never stopped me." Scott retorted.

"No, Smitthy stopped you."

"Waahh!! Gimme back my blades!!" Scott cried out.

"Well Scott, from what I could see you could still run pretty good, even
though you're not used to walking!" Robbie grinned.

"Thanks, Sweetstuff, but I prefer blading nonetheless. Less tiresome."

"Okay gang, are we gonna have a picknick out here on the concrete or are we
going in??" Vince asked. It wasn't a question...

"He's right. Let's go in." I said.

We all got up and walked towards the huge doors of the Mall, which
automatically opened. Scott couldn't help but stand in the opening till
the doors closed on him and tapped against his shoulders.

"Aarrggh! The machines have turned on us! Revolution!! To arms!
To armmppfff..."

I had placed my hand on Scott's mouth and dragged him inside. "we DO want a
chance to go and get a drink, right Scott?"

"Mmmm-mmm..."

"He agrees."

I felt Scott's tongue touch the palm of my hand ever so slightly. I jerked
my hand back instinctively. Scott just grinned at me.

The four of us wandered deeper into the beloved Mall, and Robbie gazed upon
all that was presented there. The ultimate bastion of modern day
consumerism...and home to the world's finest retailers. AND a snack option
every twenty feet...

"I'm still thirsty, how about that coke?"

"Good plan. Let's go", Vince agreed.

"The two of you ARE coming with us this time, right?" Scott asked with a
grin.

"Yeah, don't worry.", Robbie grinned.

"Hehe...you know Scott, these two have a tendency to get caught. Why, only
two days back..." Vince started.

"Shut the hell up, Vince!" I interrupted.

"No way Jace." Vince grinned.

"Oh, NOW I'm curious. What happened??" Scott asked.

"Jace and Robbie just finished fu-"

"We were making love and fell asleep afterwards. Then Jason's mom walked in
on us.", Robbie interrupted. "No big deal"

"And she disowned you?" Scott said.

"No, not at all!" I said. "She's really cool about it. Yesterday Robbie
stayed for dinner and slept over at my place..."

"What the...you sure this woman's your MOM, Jace?" Scott exclaimed.

"Oh yeah...", I answered.

"Put me up for adoption then!"

We reached the nearest newsstand and we all ordered some drinks. Robbie had
a Cherry coke while I enjoyed a regular coke. Scott opted for a Pepsi and
Vince took a Sprite.

We paid for our drinks and walked to the nearest bench. We all sat down and
looked around for a while, sipping on our drinks occasionally. Our attention
soon turned to our destination.

"Where do we want to go?" Vince asked us.

"Hmm...I'd like to see what this place has to offer...", Robbie said.

"There's all kinds of cool stuff here. There's even an arcade over in the
other wing. There's a CD-shop, pizza joint, Burger King, or we could wreck
some havoc in a toy shop..." I said, giving Robbie the gist on the Mall.

"Not bad...not bad at all!", Robbie replied.

"You had a mall over at your town?"

"Yeah we did...but not nearly as big as this one. And I never really...
well...HUNG OUT at one..."

Scott's face looked puzzled. "Why not?", he asked. "All kids do..."

"Well...", Robbie cautiously said, "guess I never really had anybody to hang
with..."

"Awww..."

"How come?" I asked.

"Well, I could never get along with any of the guys at school...part of
liking guys I guess. I just...well...shyed away. My best friend was a
girl...and although I did go out with her and her friends some times...I
just...neverconnected with another guy. And because of that, the other kids
all bullied me. My name didn't help either..."

"What's wrong with Robbie?" Scott asked.

"Nothing. It's my LAST name. Mayflower."

Scott choked on some coke and snickered. "Heehee, yeah...that ought to do it
alright!"

"Shut up man! It's tough on him!"

"I know. Sorry Rob, continue..."

"Well, that's it. I never hung out with guys...and I guess I still wouldn't
have done so...if Jace hadn't talked to me that day."

After saying that, he looked me in the eye directly, and I fell in love all
over again! I couldn't say anything, just hold the gaze...just sink into his
deep blue eyes. It felt so wonderful...I can hardly imagine how I got through
the days without this feeling. It was the best! It was all that was missing
in my life...and all I needed.

Scott pretended to burst out in tears and cried: "It's a Kodak moment!!"

"Very touching, Robbie. No, really." Vince said. I wasn't sure if he was
being sarcastic or not...

"Well, I just wanted to say it. These few days have been the best of my life
so far, and I owe it all to Jace, and you guys too...", Robbie said.

"Thanks, Robbie...but you're really a cool guy to begin with. You should
thank yourself...", Vince said.

"Well, I dunno...I mean, you guys are all popular, and..."

"Excuse me??" Scott exclaimed.

"Ha! You've got the wrong guys in mind here! We're not popular! In fact,
I've done my best not to be popular..." I said.

"I guess that's why girls like Jace to begin with - and don't tell me you
didn't notice that, Mr. Damon - He's unreachable...mysterious...risky!

"I'm not ris.."

"Shut up, I'm complimenting you here. Cute guy, no girlfriend. And
everywhere he goes girls are always hitting on him, but it's almost like
they're not even there. That's like the opposite of popular. And as for me...
well, I'll tell you true, I'm bi...but I've never been with a girl before."

"You're a virgin??" Vince exclaimed

"No!! I've been with a guy before..."

"That doesn't count!" Vince replied.

"It sure as HELL fucking does..."

"I agree with Scott. Guys count." I chipped in.

"Me too. Guys count." Robbie added.

"Do blowjobs count as sex?" Scott informed.

"Not if you're the President.", Vince grinned.

" Heehee...I'd say, yeah they do. You're not a virgin if you've had
a blowjob." I decided.

"OR given one..." Robbie added.

"Gross..." Vince said quietly to himself.

"Not the point. If you go down on a girl you're not a virgin either." Scott
said.

"Ok. So we're all non-virgins here.", Vince gave in.

"All I wanted to hear!" Scott grinned.

"Now that we've got that part taken care of, what are we gonna do?" I asked.

"Umm...we could always go back to school...", Robbie said.

"Yeah right!!" Scott said.

"What are we gonna do? Ditch the whole day??" Robbie asked.

"Why not- afterall, we're teens...we're supposed to get in trouble so...

"We can mature into wiser human beings, yeah....you told us!" I said.

"There, see? Jace agrees..."

 "Right. Come on. Let's go and DO something...", I said.

We crumpled up our coke cans and threw them in the thrash, except for Scott.
He placed his can on the floor and  jumped on it with both feet, squashing
it into a perfectly round disc. He then kept kicking it over the smooth
tiles of the Mall like an ice-hockey puck.

When we gave him a look as to inform what the hell he was doing, he just
shrugged: "Hey, sometimes ya gotta improvise. Now all I need is a stick."

"You don't realize how easy it is to make a remark on that comment." I said.

"Yeah I do...I'm leading you on, but you just won't bite!"

Robbie snickered. "Too easy!!"

"Okay...now I need something to shoot in as well..."

"Cheap, cheap...even for you!"

"I'm not cheap...well...50 bucks an hour..."

"Aarrgh!"

"Fremont scores again!!!" Scott cheered.

"Guys, I wanna keep my appetite..." Vince tried.

"Well, I've got something you can taste if you want..." Scott said.

I swear I saw Vince turn a shade of green there.

"Fremont: 2. Visitors: Nuthin'!!"

"We give up."

"Opponent forfeits...game goes to Fremont!! The crowd goes wild!!"

"Scott, you need to get your blood pressure checked.." Vince said.


                               *******

We were casually walking through the mall, still wondering what to do.
That's typical for teens I guess. So much to do, and still we get bored.
I glanced over at some display of a surf board, which had a cardboard
cut-out of this cute surf dude...and Robbie was leafing through some
magazines...when all of a sudden Scott stopped us.

"Guys..."he whispered. "It's the cops."

Sure enough, two uniformed policemen paraded through the mall.

"Don't be so paranoid, they're not looking for us..."

"These old hags always call the cops on you. After our stunt, they're
looking for us alright...", Vince said, after joining us. The four of us were
now hiding behind the surf display, out of viewing range for the Law.

"Can we get out?" Robbie asked.

"Not through this way. We're trapped." Scott said.

"Well, they ARE heading this way!!", I said.

"I know!! Lemme think..."

"Think QUICK, Scott.."

"NOT my strongest point..."

"Okay...let's not worry. Chances are they're not looking for us, and if they
are, if we act casual we can slip past them. There's a lot of people in this
corridor. Scott, you'd better take off that bandana though...", I said.

"Yeah, good point. So...we just walk past them? That's your plan?"

"Got any better ideas?"

"Sigh...No."

"Okay then. Try not to act too conspicuous.

"Right..."

So instructed, the four of us got out of our hiding place and started
towards the corridor the cops were in. We did a long arch past them, or at
least we tried to. Luckily the place was a bit crowded at this time, but we
all felt nervous. I sure as hell felt nervous...I couldn't help but gaze at
the officer...I had to...something made me. I looked...and he saw me.
I froze. Then...the cop reached for his mike, while not taking his eyes off
me. Scott noticed.

"We've been had!! Come on, Jace!"

"Hey You!" , the policeman said.

Scott then dragged me by the arm, and started running through the mall! We
zigzagged, through a couple of passageways, in and out the back of a
shoestore, and down the escalators. With Scott in the lead and me in tow,
we then got off the escalator and breezed in the nearest burger joint.

We walked all the way through to the back and entered the bathroom. For a
few minutes, we both stared at the closed door. Nothing happened. After
another minute, Scott said:

"I think we lost 'em."

"With that escape route we would have lost Her Majesty's bloodhounds!
You've done this before, huh?"

"Yeah, while hiding for Mall Security. I'm a lot faster with blades on
anyway."

"We should go back to check on Robbie and Vince.", I said, but Scott
stopped me.

"No way man! The cops are still out there!"

"Well, we can't just leave them like this..."

"Chances are they got away ok. It was crowded, and we ran away, claiming all
attention. I'm sure Vince managed to sneak out with Robbie, unseen..."

"But we can't be sure. I wanna be sure..."

"You're really worried, huh?"

"Of course I'm worried!!"

"Well, there's really nothing much we can do from here, except get caught
ourselves. Do you want that? Then go."

"I..."

"Look...you're worried about Robbie, huh?"

"Yeah. What if he gets caught, blames me, and hates me for it...I don't know
what I'd do without him."

"Man...he won't hate you. He just said before that the last days were the
best of his life. Getting in trouble is all part of it. If he hates you for
that, well...he wasn't worth it in the first place."

"Hey!! Robbie's worth ANYTHING..."

"If he loves you , he will still love you after this, that's what I'm
saying..."

I understood what Scott was trying to say. Still, the thought of Robbie
being in trouble with the cops as a direct result from hanging with me made
me cringe. In fact, I shuddered at any scenario that might result in Robbie
and I being separated.  As much as I wanted to go back and check on Robbie,
Scott had a point: It wouldn't gain Robbie anything if I got caught too.

"So Jace, how does it feel to have resisted arrest?"

"Hehhe...dunno...kinda cool I guess. So what are we going to do now? More
bright ideas?"

"Well, we can't stay in this bathroom forever...While we're here, let's
grab a bite."

I took a deep breath. "Yeah...let's do that. Who knows, maybe the cops'll be
waiting outside and we get caught anyways."

"Pessimist. Enjoy the chase for a while! You feel that twitch in your
stomach?"

"Yup.", I lied. All I could feel was a big hole in my heart. Robbie was gone.

"That's the adrenaline kicking in!"

"I know what that feels like. It's just I'm feeling something else right
now."

"Guilt, huh...umm...don't remember where I heard this, but...Guilt is like
a bag of bricks. All you gotta do...is put it down.", Scott quoted.

"Yeah, I guess...come on then. Let's go spoil our appetites."

We opened the door to the restaurant and saw...no boys in blue. There's a
relief...Scott and I walked up to the counter and both ordered a burger.
We then walked over to a booth and sat down. It actually was a funny thing,
being here without Robbie. Being in the same mall as Robbie, but NOT being
together.

Scott said: "You've got it bad Jason. I've never seen anybody so beat
up over such a simple thing."

"Ah, it's just this whole thing. That bag of bricks is not going anywhere."

"Understandable, if not logical. If you really are in love, you'd get that."

"If this isn't love, then I envy the poor soul who IS in love."

"Poetic, Jace! Very nice!"

"Well, I meant it."

"I think a change of subject is in order...get your mind off of things..."

"Yeah...maybe."

"Anything else you wanna talk about?"

"Well...YOU!! How are you holding up, knowing about us...and all?

"I think it's cool. Kindred spirit thing. Plus, it's..." Scott trailed off.

"What?"

"Nothing..."

"Yeah there is. What?"

"It's just that...I've always thought you're gorgeous."

"Really?"

Scott grinned. "Yeah, fuckin' really. Sheesh."

"Sorry..."

"And now I just...well, I always felt that you were unreachable. Now I know I
COULD have had a chance...I'm just too late. Know what I mean? Seeing you
now...it's clear you're not leaving Robbie anytime soon. Not for me, not for
ANYONE! So..."

"Thanks Scott...I think it takes a real cool person to say it like that. And
you know, if you ask me, I think you're a hell of a lot cuter than me.
You'll have a boyfriend, OR girlfriend for that matter...in no time!"

"One thing about gay guys though, Jace: Most of them are just silent
closeted kids...It takes months to break the shell. I've tried...It's hard to
find a guy you can have FUN with, you know...I really need that..."

"Yeah you do, or you'll drive yourself nuts!"

"Hehe...I guess I need somebody else to drive nuts, huh?", Scott smiled.

"Yeah..."

"And girls, well...", Scott continued, "they just think I'm annoying. Sure
the sex thing would be cool...but what use would it be if a girl doesn't
really like me. Or if I don't like her..."

"I get that too.  Once you get past the whole gay thing, I think it's a lot
easier to connect to a guy...and make a real basis for a relationship that
way."

"That's what I want too...If I find a girl that can live up to that, great.
But otherwise I'm sticking with guys! Say...aren't you hungry?

"Hmm?"

"You're still sitting there with three quarters of a burger.", Scott grinned.

"Oh...Yeah. Too much on my mind."

"Look, if you want to go back to look for Robbie...I understand. I'll tag
along."

"Actually, yeah, that IS what I want. And thanks for supporting me in this,
Scott..."

"Not at all. I feel a bit responsible anyways. Me and my stupid plan..."

"Nah, it was great. I'm sure Robbie would say that too.", I assured Scott.

"Yeah, right..."

"Didn't you just remind me Robbie thought these days were the best of his
life? That includes you too, dude..."

"Thanks...that means a lot."

"To us both."

"Come on.", Scott said. "Let's go see if we can find Robbie then. And just
MAYBE we'll get a chance to outrun the cops again..."

"Yeah, but one time is quite enough, thanks."

"Have some FUN, man!"

"You call zipping through a mall at top speed fun?"

"With blades on, yeah..."

I just grinned to that. Scott was really trying to make the best out of our
little mess here, I could see that. From that moment, I viewed Scott in a
whole different light. Not the wild thing on wheels I always took him for
(well, THAT too) but a caring person, and above all, a friend.

We exited the burger joint and carefully headed back to the place where we
had left Robbie and Vince. There weren't any cops to be seen, and Robbie and
Vince were nowhere to be found either. Scott and I agreed that if we were
them, we'd go to a place where we had been before that day, and try to
rendez-vous there. After a quick run through most of the Mall corridors,
and STILL seeing no one, I agreed that might be the best solution.

We exited the Mall and retraced our steps, after the bench where we drank
our cokes had proved to be empty. We went to the fence and climbed back
over. We (carefully) went back to the senior citizen condos, being careful
not to run into either the cops or Tarzan the Supermutt.  Then we went back
to the park and ended up at the field where Scott had caught Robbie and me
kissing a few hours back.

Nobody.

I envisioned Robbie sitting in the back of a patrol car while being escorted
back to the bureau. Charged with vandalism, Robbie's parents were given a
fine and Robbie was grounded for life and transferred to another school. I'd
never see him again...

Scott snapped me out of. "Relax, man. I'm still pretty sure they're safe.
We didn't check the ENTIRE mall..."

"Sigh...I know. I'm just being paranoid."

"Are you ever, Jace! But we've been through this..."

"Yeah, I know. I'll keep my thoughts to myself and my mouth shut."

"Well, I was hoping for at least SOME lip-action.."

"Dude! You're evil!"

"Scott grinned. "Hey, I told ya you're gorgeous. I can always try..."

"Forget it. I'm not having sex with you."

"I know that. But I can flirt with you, right? That's not cheating..."

I examined Scott's eyes. Somehow he looked tense, but hopeful. What was this
guy up to?

"What's on your mind, Scott?"

"Just trying to cheer you up...get your mind off of things, like I said..."

"Yeah, well...I'm not cheating on Robbie. So don't think your flirting will
amount to anything..."

"We'll see. I have my ways..."

"In your dreams..."

"In my dreams you're doing a lot more!"

"I don't think I wanna know..."

"Maybe you do! I've managed to cybersex countless people to alleged orgasms
already, I'm sure I can do it to you as well."

So Scott was proposing a game...it sounded harmless enough, and I really could
use some recreation at this point.

"Okay, Fremont. You're gonna try and talk me to an orgasm huh? Go ahead
then!"

Scott grinned excitedly. "Great! Let's go somewhere private..."

We walked to a secluded bench in the park, and sat down facing eachother.

"Okay,", Scott started. "for this to work properly, you're gonna have to
close your eyes and imagine everything I say to you. And I need to touch
you."

"Hey, we agreed that..."

"NOT like that. Give me your hand."

"Heheh...just my hand, huh? Okay."

"You'd be surprised what I can do with JUST that..."

Scott took hold of my hand with both of his hands, and took the time
touching my skin all over. He must really have been wanting to touch me for
a long time. He let his two thumbs gently stroke my palm a bit, while the
rest of his fingers were massaging the back of my hand. Scott was right,
with my eyes closed, I can't deny it doesn't feel good...

"Ever thought about...having a threesome, Jace?"

"Scott, I..."

"NOT for real. From now on everything I say to you is fantasy, okay? Keep
your eyes closed."

"Okay then...", I sighed.

Scott continued. "Or what about Vince? Even though he IS straight...ever
thought...what it would be like? Having his strong hands touch you all
over...His hard on pushing into your chest as you kneel before him and
slowly undo his belt...He places his hands on your shoulders and slowly
strokes the back of your neck with his fingertips, as you ease off his
jeans and boxers, revealing his throbbing cock...it's gotta be at least
seven inches, from what you can see..."

Scott was rhythmically rubbing his fingers over the back of my hand. He was
good...

"...Vince then grabs your head with both hands, and starts pushing his cock
against your lips. You can taste drops of his precum already as you open
your mouth as wide as possible to fully absorb your best friend's dick...
you've been aching to taste him for sooo long already...And now it's finally
happening! You suck on his cock with all your might, making Vince groan with
pleasure...

"Mmm...", I responded.

"Just then, Robbie and me walk in and catch the two of you. Instead of
being jealous, Robbie approaches you and kneels beside you! I walk behind
Vince and start rubbing his shoulders, slowly taking Vince's jacket off and
removing his shirt from his strong body...he's practically naked now...I rub
my hands all over his muscular chest while Robbie and you take turns in
sucking Vince off, occasionally both your tongues hit eachother, and all
the way your eyes keep locked, knowing that you'll soon be with him fully..."

I was getting hard at this point! Scott noticed me being aroused and pressed
my hand against his chest. I could feel his heart beating.

"Vince backs away from you and pushes you back. Robbie crawls up beside you
and pulls your head towards him, so you can see him opening his jeans. You
grab Robbie's butt and pull his crotch towards you, now tasting his cock
again, it tastes so different from Vince's...I'm stripped too, and I'm
getting down on my knees in front of you, grabbing your cock and licking
the shaft from top to bottom...

Scott then brought my hand to his mouth, and tenderly kissed my palm. Then
he let his tongue run over my palm and up between my fingers, before slowly
sucking on the tip of my index finger. Whoa!

"Vince is getting on his knees behind me and slowly pushes into me. I let
him do it, while sucking your cock like mad." , Scott said, while letting
his breath flow over my saliva-soaked fingers, creating a cool sensation.
It felt great...remind me to do this to Robbie when we get back...Scott ran
his tongue across the length of my index finger again, and this time,
 I couldn't help but open one of my eyes ever so slightly and look through
my lashes at him. Scott had his eyes closed and I could see his pink tongue
moving up and down my finger. He sure was enjoying this! I mean, so was I,
but...I don't think I've ever seen anybody take pleasure in licking
someone's hand before...

Scott then deep-throated my finger to the point where I could actually touch
his throat! He then let it out, and did it again instantly. This guy really
was good with his mouth....I silently wondered what it would be like to get
a blowjob from him...

I heard Scott gasp a bit as he removed my finger from his mouth, and
continued his story: "Ooh", Scott moaned, "Vince is really pumping me
goood...I lick up towards your nipples and suck them tenderly...Robbie's
thrusting his cock in and out of your mouth fast, he's so close... I lean
forward, really close to your face, and lick the parts of Robbie's shaft
that aren't in your mouth...you pull me closer...your hand caresses my
hair..."

As he said this, he moved my hand over his cheek and let me rub his hair.

"Robbie's ready...he pulls out...he's gonna shoot all over both our faces.
Oh yeah...he pumps his load all over us...allowing us to lick it off
eachother's lips...it tastes sooo sweet...mmmhh..."

Scott leaned in, and gave me lick over my lips. I jerked my eyes open in
response, and could see in a flash he was really close to me...

"Kiss me, Jace...", Scott whispered.


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