Date: Sun, 14 Jun 2009 01:48:25 -0400
From: jtex2392@gmail.com
Subject: Hunter and James 2

DISCLAIMER: This is a story about two boys who fall in love. The
relationship is real, although the names and locations have been changed
for the sake of a good story- These two boys don't yet live together. They
will one day, and when that day comes, I'll write more stories about
it.. If you are offended by this material or if it is illegal in your area,
don't read it. This is a work from the heart, and I sincerely hope you
enjoy it. ~James ;)

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      The end of the fourth and final period of school came to an end very
slowly for the two boys; James had convinced Hunter to wait for him after
school so they could talk some before his bus left. The two boys met at the
large red metal-and-glass doors at the front of the school, Hunter's small
frame seemingly shrinking farther from the incredible rush of very loud
kids. James expertly picked him up in the middle of the chaos and
supportively grabbed and massaged Hunter's shoulders from behind. Hunter
spun around with a jolt, scared, but then nervously smiled when he saw it
was just James. Hunter blushed, he'd really enjoyed the feeling of James'
big, strong hands around him. To be honest, he wanted to feel it
again. James, meanwhile, thought about how cute Hunter looked when his
caramel cheeks blushed; also he wondered why Hunter was blushing.
      "What are you doing this weekend?" asked James.
      "I don't know..." Hunter said, looking towards the ground, blushing
more and becoming fairly nervous.
      "Well if you wanted, you could come over to my house. It'd be just us
and my mom, she won't be much trouble. I have a nice sound system
downstairs; you could bring some CD's." James said with hopeful tones.
      "I don't know," said Hunter, stumbling with his words. "I guess maybe
I'll ask my mom if maybe I can; maybe."
      James giggled, "Okay Hunter, well your bus is here bud, its that one
over there," he pointed, "have a good trip home, 'kay?" Hunter turned back
to see James' hand wave a hearty goodbye, and once again caught the glimmer
of his favorite smile.
      "Did I just think about his smile like that?" Thought Hunter, "I'm in
trouble."

      Every day that week was the same, with James and Hunter hanging out
as much as possible with one another. Gym became a real pleasure for both
boys, they loved being active and more than that, while Hunter had chosen a
locker away from the other boys, James came in last and chose one right
next to Hunters.
      "Do you mind if I take this one, bud?" James asked.
      "No," said Hunter, "its okay."
      "Great."
      When Friday finally came, Hunter had gotten permission to go with
James after school on a walk back to his house. When they reached the house
James had a realization:
      "Umm, Hunter?" He said.
      "Yeah?"
      "I don't have my key... how about would you mind if we uhh I don't
know got an ice cream or something? There's a place right up the hill."'
      "Ok." Came the reply.
      They reached the little ice cream shop and Dallas, one of James'
close friends who already knew his secret, gave Hunter and James a knowing
glance.
      "He's cute, dude." Dallas whispered in James' ear when he paid for
the ice creams. "And I'm straight!"
      "So is he, I think;" said James, "but I hope he'll at least be open
to some fun... not sure though." Then, aloud, "Thanks for the ice cream,
Dal."
      The boys ate their ice cream over some more of their new-found
favorite pastime- they found that they truly loved each other's
conversation. The boys would talk and talk in every class, every spare
second after school and in the halls- everywhere. They hadn't figured out
that they both had AIM yet, but they would find out soon enough. After they
were done, James said:
       "Hey, I'll bet mom's home by now- finally we can get in!"
      And get in they did- James' mom greeted him and his new friend with a
smile, and handed each boy a chocolate-chip cookie fresh from the oven. She
knew Hunter was going to come and wanted to impress her son's friend- a
habit she had with all of his friends. James was sure happy about it, and
he loved watching the younger boy's cheeks dimple as he enjoyed the simple
boyish pleasure of a warm gooey cookie.
      Eventually the boys had made their way to the basement floor. James'
basement was finished out with carpeting and wallpaper, and he'd furnished
it with a couch and large TV, surround sound and a PS3.
      "My dad works for an electronics store." He'd always say whenever he
was asked where he got all his stuff. "I swear we're not that rich."
      The boys had a blast playing games and blasting music, James even
jammed a little on his electric guitar at Hunter's request. The boy was
awed at James' playing ability. Hunter found that he more and more wished
he was more like James. He also wished more and more that James was
gay. "Even if he is though," Hunter rationalized, "He wouldn't like me."
      James meanwhile was thinking similar thoughts, he loved how Hunter
talked and thought and walked and did, well, everything. He envied the
deep, golden, gorgeous tan, the shorter body and smaller frame, but to his
surprise he found that as he got to know Hunter, his carnal desires
dissipated. James didn't feel so much that he wanted to screw around with
Hunter as much as he felt that he wanted to be Hunter's boyfriend.
      After several hours of playing, the sun had gone down and the clock
had wound late. Hunter's mom called James' with a request, that Hunter stay
the night because she couldn't get off of work- someone had called in
sick. Hunter said he was okay with it, and James just grinned from ear to
ear before saying:
      "I'll go fix up my room some, that way he can go in there, haha."
      Hunter smiled, thanked James' mom, and the two had a short,
relatively pointless conversation for the few minutes James was gone. James
returned, finally, and asked Hunter:
      "So do you wanna see my room?"
      "Sure."
      James was happy that Hunter was becoming less shy; he loved when he
got to hear the sound of Hunter's voice. The boys made their way to James'
room, and Hunter's eyes lit up when he saw everything- sports posters,
signed memorabilia, a big fluffy comforter with the Texas flag, James' home
state, and also some pictures and items around from what appeared to be
NASA space launches.
      "I love this stuff," James said, "I used to live near NASA, that
place really fascinates me. I always wonder what's out there." He finished,
mentally drifting a little bit. "I'm kinda tired, are you?" James asked.
      "Yeah." Hunter was getting shy again.
      "Well I don't know about you, but I normally sleep in boxers. That
okay for you, too?"
      "Yeah, but I wear briefs."
      "That's okay," James said, "I'm wearing boxer-briefs today anyway. No
biggie."
      Hunter disagreed. He noticed the large-looking cock in James'
boxer-briefs when he shucked down his jeans. He also noticed it was getting
hard, but didn't say anything. James hopped into bed while Hunter fiddled
with his own jean shorts. He then snuggled in next to James in the queen
size bed as James wrapped his arm comfortingly around Hunter's neck.
      "You know I really like you Hunter..." he started to say, slightly
nervously.
      "I... like you too."
      James decided, after hearing that angelic voice and watching those
perfect red lips moving, that he should go for it. James' heart almost
stopped when he felt the velvety lips of the young boy touch his, and he
received another shock again when Hunter's tongue teased his own after
prying his lips open, just for a moment before breaking off. Both boys
looked at each other in pleasant shock, then James rolled and hugged the
younger boy, whispering in his ear:
      "Thank you Hunter."