Date: Mon, 29 Oct 2012 22:39:26 -0700 (PDT) From: Walt Michael <waltmcheese@yahoo.com> Subject: I'll Make you Popular part 4 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. It is about 2 teenage boys who find themselves and what not. The story involves sex between them and between other people. If this offends you then click the x button in the upper right hand corner. If it does not then enjoy the story. Sorry for how long it been sense the last chapter. I had a few exams and homeworks due this month and it almost killed me. Thank you everyone who has emailed me! It makes me happy to know people are enjoying the story! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dylan Last night hanging out with Colin and my brother, had to have been one of my favorite nights I have ever had. There are not that many people who could sit around with their best friend and their little brother, in their underwear, and say it was fun. All we did was sit around and watch TV until we heard my parents pull up in the driveway around 9; which made us have a mad dash for our clothes. My parents are some of the biggest prudes in the world. Not only are they prudes but they are homophobic and would NOT take kindly to me and Colin sitting on their couch in our underwear. They have a problem with me been shirtless in the house, couldn't imagine if I was just in my underwear. It's Tuesday morning around five am. I am lying here looking at the ceiling remembering the fantasy I had about Logan yesterday. It was so vivid, so real. I could have sworn I felt his mouth against my neck and his fingers in my... As much as I wanted that fantasy to be real, and boy do I, I just know he is straight. That it would never work at all. In fast if I told him I was gay, he would probably ruin my life. The 15 would ruin me for it. I just... I just couldn't let that happen. So I'm just not going to tell him. Let him think I'm straight. As much as it is a lie and as much as I'd rather be lying next to Logan with me spooned against him. His perfect member nestled against my crack. His arm wrapped over me holding me tight against him; his gentle breath on my neck. Oh god, that would be the perfect feeling to wake up too. I trailed my hand down my barely clothed form. I decided to sleep in just my briefs for convenience sake, because I KNEW I would be thinking about this. I pushed down the briefs and rubbed my hand gently through my blonde pubes. They were growing long now; I needed to trim them up. My other hand started to kneed my peck, slowly working it. My hand finally got to its target; my growing erection. Slowly I started to rub up and down; thinking of the feeling of his spooning against me. I smelled his scent as I worked myself. The smell of him was intoxicating. It was a mixture of Phoenix axe body spray and the slight smell of hockey on him. Yes hockey has a distinct smell on people. It's not one that I can describe. I was reaching my point of no return. I just kept pumping. In my fantasy Logan had awoken and was rubbing my stomach with his arm that was wrapped around me and his kissed my neck, sucking on it a little bit. Making fantasy me wake up and smile. Fantasy Logan worked his hand down and grabbed my erection and started to pump. Oh god, I didn't last long after that. I shot hard most of it hitting my stomach, some getting onto my face. As I came down form my high, I realized. There was NO way I was going to keep this from Logan. He is going to see the stares I give him. I'm going to need to tell him I'm gay and if he accepts me great. If not then at least I took a chance. I won't tell him out right I have a crush on him. Baby steps. The first thing I need to do is stop looking like a child around him. Do I seriously blush as much as he says I do? ~'Also to let you know, you have nothing to be embarrassed about in that department. Plus you look hot in briefs'~ Those sentences repeated in my brain. Something just felt off about it. Why would a straight guy say that too me? Is he like me? Or is he just trying to build my confidence again? Everything is a possibility with him. Everything so far has been trying to give me confidence so I can stand tall with my grade's 15. But it didn't feel like that is all it was. It felt like he meant it truthfully. I'm thinking too much about it. We'll see what happens if... when I tell him I'm gay. Actually I'm going to change that back to an if. Don't what to push myself too much. I looked at the clock and saw that it was now 530. My parents won't wake up for another half hour so there was no need to worry about them seeing me in my briefs or covered in sperm. I opened my door and walked to the bathroom that was across the hall. I went inside and shower cleaning all the evidence off what happened 30 minutes before the shower. After I was finished I walked back into my room and stared at my new wardrobe. How do I decide what to wear from this? Do I just pick what feels right? I guess. I started off with the underwear since that is the first thing I put on. I still have my Colin punishment so I grabbed the green AE briefs. That Logan brought me yesterday and pulled them on. Just like the red ones I wore last night. These fit me perfectly. They were tight around my ass and fit my bulge perfectly. I grabbed a pair of the AE dark blue jeans and slipped them on over. I select a red shirt and slipped that over my torso. I turned and looked at myself in the mirror. I was stunned by what I looked like. I mean these are clothes I could have picked out myself from AE. I could have walked in bought these exact pants and this exact shirt. But it probably wouldn't look the same as it did on me now. I actually smiled at myself. I don't know if I really thought I looked great or did I have better self-confidence now. Even though it had only been a little over a month since Logan started mentoring me. It was probably a little of both. I pulled on some black socks and my shoes and walked downstairs to eat breakfast. After I finished eating I heard someone knock at our front door. "Who could be here this early in the morning?" I said to myself. It was 6:30 am. My parents are just starting to wake up now, as is Zach. Who else would be awake? I opened the door, to see Logan standing on the other side. "Ready for a ride to school?" He said to me. He was wearing this dark green shirt which caused his eyes to be the green-brown color that I loved. The shirt was coupled by tight fitting black jeans. They weren't skinny jeans, but were close to the line to being them. His brown hair was parted across his face and swooshed to the right. He looked like a gift from whatever divine being could make such a perfect creature and not be envious. "Yea, I am." I said. I reached down and grabbed my bag which was by the door. I followed him out and go into the backseat of his car. Jjay, his best friend, was in the passenger seat. This was the first time I got to meet Jjay since me and Logan started talking. He seemed like a nice guy. Easy to get along with. His personality fit perfectly with Logan. While Logan had a slight more serious mysterious personality. Jjay was more like the comedian. Always wanting a laugh. It worked for them. The way they talked to one another made me think about how I and Colin acted with one another. The two of us acted more like we are in a bromantic-best-friends. While Jjay and Logan seemed to be more along the lines of brothers. It was nice to be able to see how other best friends acted. See their inside jokes and how they talked about their classes today. Or even the early practice the two of them had together. It was a nice car trip, followed by an ok day at school. Nothing major happened. It was just a lo-key day. It was nice. Hockey practice was tough on me. But the coach took note my improvement and asked what I had been doing differently. I couldn't tell him at all, because I didn't think I was doing anything differently. I mentioned that Logan was training me now and he seemed ecstatic. He had apparently been trying to get Logan or Jjay to help with the JV/Freshman team to get them ready to go to Varsity, but for some reason Logan or Jjay kept declining because they are busy focusing on sharping their own game. He told me to keep of the improvements and I might jump a line. I can't believe he actually told me I might jump to second line! I didn't think that would ever be possible. Not with how I thought I was playing but apparently something in my game has changed and Logan had something to do with it. Where would I be without him? On the third line and probably at risk to not make the team next year, that's where. I was standing in the locker room, I just pulled on the briefs that I was wearing that day when I heard the locker a little over from me make noise. I looked up and saw Cody Read standing there leaning against it. He is the first line winger on the team. We never talked much outside practice. We didn't seem to have too much in common other than playing hockey. "Hey Cody, what's up?" I asked him as I pulled on my pants. Cody Read had long straight black hair, with these ice blue eyes. He was dressed in blue skinny jeans and a black Hurley T-shirt. The shirt was small on him, so you could see the top of his blue boxer-briefs. He was actually looking really attractive. "Just wanted to stop by and say hi," He started, "We will probably be seeing much more of each other because of seniors. Jjay picked me and since he is best friends with Logan, we will probably be hanging out more, after the announcement party." "Makes sense," I said back. "So yea just want to say hi and I'll probably talk to you next practice," He said. After a little more talking he left to go home. He apparently lived close enough to the ice rink that he could walk home. Lucky him, it takes me about an hour to walk home from here. I grabbed my bag and walked out of the locker room when I saw a familiar car still sitting in the parking lot and sitting on the hood of the car was my senior... Logan. "Waiting for me?" I said to him as I walked up. "Yea thought I'd be nice and give you a ride home," he said, "you mentioned at one point that you walk home from the ice rink after practice and that it takes you awhile." "Thanks," Not only is he hot, nice, and has an amazing body. He listens too. Can Logan Kessler be any more perfect? He during the drive home we made small talk, not much to talk about. I've seen him almost every day since school started. Not much to really talk about. We made it too much house and I grabbed my stuff out of the trunk. "Thanks for the ride Logan; it was really nice of you." "Don't worry about it," he said, "see you in the AM for a ride to school?" "You don't have to do that, I can take the bus." I said to him. "The bus is for people who don't have people who could drive them." he said back. "Okay than... I guess I'll see you in the AM," I said, "oh and thanks for the extra hockey training you've been giving me. The coach said that I might move up to second line if I keep this pace up!" "Congrats dude and it's no problem. I knew once you started to get into the right grove, your natural talent would come forward." "Still thanks Logan; it's nice to actually be rewarded for hard work." I said. "I'll see you tomorrow?" "See you tomorrow." He then drove off. Leaving me standing on the sidewalk. There was no way I was going to be able to hide from him the fact that I'm gay. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Well there is the fourth chapter of 'I'll Make you Popular' I hope you enjoyed it. I also ask you to be patient in how long it will take me to update. I'm really bad at focusing and college gets in the way of my writing! If you have any criticism I would love to hear it!