Date: Thu, 19 Jul 2001 10:36:17 -0600
From: tarantau tarantau <tarantau@hotmail.com>
Subject: Guilty as charged-Chapter Five

Here is Chapter Five--Hope you enjoy it--remember to let me know.

Also check out my other stories in the Gay/High School section

Ryan's Odyssey-if you want me to write Book 2 let me know
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Good reading.


CHAPTER FIVE

"Carrie knows your gay?" Todd asked, not sure if he had heard what Keith
had said.

Keith just nodded his head.

"How," Todd asked. His head was starting to pound from all the alcohol he
had drank and he wasn't sure if he could stay awake for very much
longer.

"She kinda figured it out on her own," Keith replied, "especially when I
was kind of unable to fuck her, at first I thought she would be pissed
off and would tell the whole world I was gay, but she kinda just laughed
it off and said that know she didn't have to worry about putting out
just because it was what I wanted. We agreed to stay boyfriend and
girlfriend, to at least protect my image, even though we probably never
will have sex..."

"Do you love her?" Todd asked, unsure of what Keith's answer was gonna
be.

"Yeah," Keith said, "I do love her, and would do anything for her, but I
am not in love with her." There was a complete silence in the room, when
Keith said, "I am in love with somebody else."

Todd quietly asked, "Who?"

Keith leaned into Todd and softly said, "You."

Their lips touched for the first time, as the electricity flowed between
them. It was the first time that either one of them had kissed another
man, but Keith knew beyond a shadow of a doubt it was a million times
better then any kiss he had ever recieved from any girl, and knew deep
down in his heart that he had found the person he wanted to spend the
rest of his life with. He was about to go in for another kiss, when he
noticed that Todd's eyes were closed, and he was breathing steadily.
He's passed out, Keith thought, too much to drink. He took off Todd's
shoes and socks, marveling at the beauty of his feet, just the right
amount of hair on his toes, just like the rest of him, Keith though his
feet were the most beautiful feet in the world. He took off his own shoes
and socks and fell asleep right next to Todd. They didn't touch or
anything, but just the closeness of Todd, helped Keith have the best
night's sleep he had ever had.

* * * * * * *

Todd opened his eyes slowly. The whole night before was kinda fuzzy, he
remembered going to Sinclair's party. He remember, oh my god, he
thought, the blue pullover and who was wearing it.

He remembered his reaction to it, and how easily Keith pushed it aside,
he even remembered the first Cannon, but after that nothing. His head was
pounding something fierce, and it felt like he had swollowed a whole
bunch of sand, not to mention the burning sensation in his chest. He knew
without a doubt he was hungover. He noticed he had on all his clothes
expect for his shoes and socks, and began to wonder how he had got home.
Did he drive, well if he did, then he thought that was kinda stupid. He
stretched, got out of the bed, and walked into the bathroom to get
himself a couple of Tylenol for his headache, and an alka-seltzer for his
quessy stomach and heartburn. He couldn't quite remember all what he had
drank, but knew if he had heartburn then Tequila was involved somewhere.
He popped the Tylenol and drank down the alka-seltzer, checked his face
in the mirror, splashed it with water and then stepped back into his
bedroom.

"Fuck," he said, when he saw Kieth sitting on the edge of his bed,
putting on his socks.

Keith laughed, "Boy, I hope you don't feel as bad as you look."

"Do I look that bad?" Todd asked.

"You know that old saying about falling off the wagon," Keith said, "Well
I think you fell off the wagon, and it backed up to see what fell off and
ran over you."

"What happened?" Todd asked.

Keith looked at him. "Do you remember anything about last night?"

"It's all kinda fuzzy. I remember the most important thing though," he
said.

"What?" Keith asked.

"Blue Pullover and that you were wearing it," Todd said, a smile sneaking
across his face." "I don't remember coming home then, did you drive me?"

"Sure did bud," Keith said, "Do you remember what happend after we got
here?"

"Nothing," Todd said.

He didn't remember the conversations they had, he didn't remember Keith
telling him that Carrie knew he was gay, he didn't remember talking
about his homophobic father. But what hurt Keith the most was he
couldn't even remember the most magical moment in Keith's entire life
up to that point. He couldn't even remember one fucking kiss. Keith
grabbed his wallet from the nightstand, he didn't want to turn around he
didn't want for Todd to see him cry, and headed towards the door. He was
about to reach the door, when he felt a hand touch his shoulder and turn
him around.

"What's wrong," Todd said, "did I say something to make you mad, or is
it...something happened last night that your upset about...did we..."

"No," Keith said, "we didn't have sex, hell you passed out on me, even
though I don't think that sex was an option last night."

"Then why are you upset?" Todd asked

Keith ripped Todd's hand from his shoulder and said, "We kissed okay,
and it was the most magical moment of my life, and you were so goddamn
drunk that you can't remember it. I thought that it meant something to
you too, but I quess it really didn't."

Todd started laughing, "come on bro, hell Prince William could have
kissed me and I wouldn't have remembered it, but I can assure you I will
remember this."

They kissed for the second time, and it was a trillion times...no
infinity to the second power...better then the first time. The taste was
a million times better then butter toffee Ice cream, which just happened
to be Todd's favorite thing to eat. Better then the fourth of July and
Christmas rolled into one. It was magical and powerful, and they both
knew at that moment that they had taken the step beyond friendship into
something that neither one of them could deny.

"Keith," Todd said, "I think I love you."

"I don't think I love you," Keith said, "I know I love you."

They were about to kiss again, when their was a loud rap on the door.