Date: Wed, 28 Jul 2004 03:05:47 -0400
From: Andrew Fowler <afowler6789@hotmail.com>
Subject: In And Out-Chapter Five

Hey everyone!  Thank you so much for reading!  I finally got to a sexual
scene in my story, which by the way, I enjoyed writing very much.  If you
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In And Out
Chapter Five

	Cody answered the phone as I sighed in relief.  My heart was pounding with
fear as I called, afraid Laura would answer, what would I say?  Did she know
about Cody and me going out tonight?  Would she tell Cody to cancel?  I
wondered these questions before I called, wondering if I got all dressed up
for him to only turn me away because of Laura.
	"Hello, Cody?" I said into the receiver.
	"Hey Gabe!  What's up?" he spoke with ease and happiness; I had a distinct
feeling that he was smiling on the other end.
	"I wanted to let you know I was ready." I said with eagerness.  I glanced
into the living room where my father and Danielle were.  My dad was too
caught up in talking about himself vainly, as Danielle listened with
boredom.  Poor Danielle.
	"Ummm, almost.  Laura is going out with her mom tonight, and I wanted to
wait for her to get home to say hello.  I haven't seen my aunt Tracy in
months." He said, sounding normal.  I had to ask, wondering if he was
keeping it under wraps and didn't want to say anything to me.
	"Did you tell Laura about our date?" I asked, trying to sound casual.  I
was the worst at making false emotions; I knew my voice sounded edgy.
	"Yeah, she didn't really care.  She doesn't like me talking about it with
her, it makes her uncomfortable.  You know her well don't you?" he asked off
subject.
	"Yeah, I know her from school, why?"
	"Because when I mentioned your name, she seemed surprised." He said.   I
was beginning to feel like this was going to be an awkward conversation.
	"Surprised how?" my mind swayed to the fact that she was angry at me, I was
completely convinced that she was not going to like me and Cody going out.
	"Well at first she seemed kind of mad, but then she suddenly seemed happy.
It was weird, she even offered to stay out real late with my aunt so that we
could come back here after the date, and...you know." He trailed off; I knew
exactly what he meant.  And although I was a little skeptical about Laura's
approval, I did find myself very intrigued by the offer.
	"That cool." I said, now getting a little excited.  "Sounds like a plan, if
you agree." I said hopefully.  It wasn't like Cody and I were going to be
given that much alone time tonight; and an empty house and very long couch
was extremely tempting.
	"Absolutely!" he said, glad that I was interested.  Then he changed the
subject to something that was much unexpected.  "Did you know that Laura's
father left her when she was five?"
	"I know he father left her, but I didn't know when, or why." I said
expecting he would tell me.
	"Her father was gay, and left her and her mother.  I think that's one of
the reasons why homosexual people make her feel uncomfortable." My mind
started racing as I then realized why she had reacted so devilishly when I
told her.  Had she hated me for it?  Did she only respond that way in the
heat of the moment?  I didn't know, all I was genuinely concentrating on was
going out with Cody.  But I began thinking, if that was the reason why she
behaved cruelly, and then wouldn't she also detest Cody?  For some strange
reason, she hated me for it, and accepted him.  I wondered if this would
affect Cody and me, or my life...
	"No, I didn't know about that." I said with understanding, and at the same
time sympathy.
	"Oh, my aunt just pulled into the driveway; I have to let you go.  Meet me
at the corner intersection of Oxford and Willow in about ten minutes, see
you then!" he said and hung up the phone without my response.  I left five
minutes early, being the kind of person who was always on time.  I waited
there for Cody, afraid he would be late.  But as five minutes rolled by of
me standing there expectantly, he arrived.  We shook hands, instead of
kissing or hugging.  I knew I must've looked like a fool earlier kissing
Cody as the cars drove by.  At this point, being here with Cody, I didn't
care who saw us together, or saw what we were going.
	"So where do you want to go?" I asked him excitedly.  My heart set mostly
on the after session of the date, alone, together, and what may follow.
	"Wherever you want to go, I was thinking dinner and a movie." He said as we
began to walk.
	"That sounds good, there's a nice Italian place on the corner, and the
movie theatre is right there on the turnpike.  It's up to you; I eat dinner
and watch movies all the time."
	"That sounds great!" he said as we walked, our eyes kept meeting each
other's, and I wanted to stare into the color orbs for eyeballs all night...
~
	Dinner had been really nice; we didn't talk about much though.  He kept
commenting on how good the food was, and I kept agreeing.  We talked about
open things, like music, and school, and funny tales of friends and foes.
We left the restaurant with a sizable tip and full bellies.  We worked off
most of the weight as we walked to the movie theatre.  The Day After
Tomorrow was playing, and although I loved action and suspense movies, my
real interest in the movie was Jake Gyllenhaal.  He was one of my favorite
celebrities, very sexy, gorgeous smile.  I could tell Cody thought the same.
	We sat in the movie theatre staring at the screen as the tidal wave clashed
its way through New York City.  I found myself glancing at Cody instead of
paying attention to the movie.  I caught him glancing at me too, and every
once and while, our eyes would connect.  I could feel what people called
`magic', and I knew that Cody was going to be special.
	I saw his hand sitting on the arm rest next to mine, and I reached for it.
He soon took in the idea of what I was trying to do, and he grasped my hand
as well.  There was warmth and steadiness in his grip, a confident secure
hold that sent me `fireworks'.  I couldn't wait to kiss him again.  I wanted
to touch him, feel his heat, taste his skin, love his body and experience
his soul.  The movie ended, and I had to release his hand, my sample of
desire, my handle on a roller coaster, I never wanted to let go.
	We exited the movie and he turned and smiled at me.
	"You know, we had dinner, we watched a movie, but what about dessert?" he
said with a hearty evil grin.
	"Dessert sounds nice, I know this ice-cream shop a couple blocks down." I
said as I started laughing at his confused face.  "I'm kidding!"
	"That's a relief, I hate ice-cream." He said now laughing like I had.  We
started back to Laura's empty house.  My heart was beating outside my chest;
I could hear my adrenaline pumping through my temples.  I was anxious to
have Cody all to myself, where not even death could separate us...
~
	We entered through the front door, and Cody walked around just to make sure
that no one was home.  I sat myself on the couch, the same one where Laura
and I had been earlier that day.  Cody took Orion (the battered dog) and put
his in the downstairs bedroom so we could be alone without any
interruptions.  Cody came in from the kitchen, with that smile on his face
again.
	"Dessert?" he asked as he sat down next to me.  I was wondering how this
was going to start, but then I realized how.  Cody reached out for my face
and started stroking my cheek with passion.  I felt my body quiver; his
longing touch did wonders on me.  I was already beginning to feel stiffening
in my pants.  That was when clutched the back of my neck and pulled me in
helplessly for a kiss.  I did not struggle as his crazy tongue worked its
way into my mouth.  He kissed me deeply as I started to kiss back.  My
tongue made love with his.  I gave a gentle moan as he leaned on top of me.
I was backed away into the couch's corner and armrest, with him above me
trying to get deeper.  I was in heaven, drowning in his kisses and bathing
my tongue in his sweet saliva.  I came up for air.
	"Wow, that was some kiss." I said almost panting.  He had his arms wrapped
around my waste, and his right leg leaned over sitting between mine.  I had
the sudden feeling that I was being watched.  But the windows were closed
and blinded, and the front door was closed and locked.  There were no eyes
and no attendance in the room but mine and Cody's, but this feeling was sort
of a turn on.  Like I was out in public, doing something bad.  I wanted
more, more than just holding hands, more than just a deep and mesmerizing
kiss...  I wanted his body!
	"Yeah, well now what do we do.  We held hands and we kissed, now what do
you want to do?" he asked with assurance in his smile.  He was thinking the
same thing; he used our recent actions like a checklist.  He wanted more,
and so did I.  But I was still a virgin, and I wasn't quite sure I was ready
to have sex yet.
	"I don't know id I'm ready for sex Cody, I mean, I', still a virgin." I
said slowly as the shame crept its way off my tongue and through my teeth.
	"That's fine, so am I" he said proudly, possibly trying to make me feel
better.
	"Well, there's lot of other fun things we can do." I said as I reached my
hand between his legs.  I started to fondle his hidden package, and massage
him up and down as he moaned slightly.  I could feel him growing by each
stroke, the blood inside him pumping through his cock as it rose like a
wave.  I continued this caressing until I could feel his pre-cum oozing
through his pants; I discontinued and reached for his zipper.  I unbuttoned
the jeans and slid the zipper down slowing in a tantalizing motion.  He was
ecstatic with enthusiasm, and I knew he wanted more.  I could see his boxers
show as the slit between the zippers opened.  His white boxer had an
enormous outline inside.  I shot on the floor and pulled his legs far apart,
in an impatient force, this turned us both on even more.
	I began licking up and down the fabric, nibbling on the waistband, teasing
both myself and him of what we both knew would inevitably come.  But I
postponed that for a few moments, I wanted to see the rest of Cody's body.
I pulled his pants down to his ankles and stood up.  I threw my cock at his
face as I lifted up his shirt.  He grabbed my noticeable bulge and started
rubbing it the way I did his, but better, or so I thought.  I pulled his
shirt over his head and gazed down at his toned body.  Biceps swelled on
each arm, and a six pack on his stomach was completely tempting.  A small
trail of hair traveled from his belly button down bellow his waistband, and
I knew I would have to go follow that trail later.
	But now Cody wasted no time in getting me undressed.  He unbuttoned and
unzipped my pants and pulled them down exposing my black tented boxers.  My
cock sprung from my pant's release and made a fast slap against his nose.
He looked up at me and smiled, he was hungry for dessert, and so was I!  I
pulled my shirt off over my head and dropped it on the clean floor.  I stood
there in front of him with nothing but tightening boxer, gazing at him, and
my heart melted in the beauty of his eyes.  Those eyes, those who globes
colors and splendor, kept me feeling like I could never stop looking into
them.  But I did, I got down on my knees and started licking up and down his
chest, slurping on his nipples, he moaned very loudly as I did this.  I
nibbled on his nipples for a few second, feeling the shivers go up and down
his body like he was being electrocuted.  That was when I worked my way
down.
	I came to his stomach area, and paid very close attentions to his abs.
This tremble of sensuality and passion, as I buried my face into his stomach
muscles.  Then I slowly explored his treasure trail, slowly running my soft
tongue down his path of hair.  I found myself at his waistband, and my dick
gave a little jump.  I wrapped my fingers around his boxer's top and
gradually slid then down to his pubic hair.  He had a nice patch of light
brown pubic hair as it got darker as I pulled farther down.  I finally came
to his cock, that enormous package that I had been wondering about was now
here before me showing exactly why it was so big when imprisoned inside his
pants.  His penis was about seven inches, maybe longer, and very thick,
about the width of a doorknob.  I wrapped my fist around his dick, like a
doorknob, and started massaging it.
	"Show me what else that tongue of yours can do!" he ordered in a slight
moan and I began running my mouth in circular gestures around his mushroom
head.  A glistening stream of pre-cum trickled out of his piss slit as I
lapped that up on instinct.  He tasted so good, like sweet candy from a
baby, I knew it was bad but loved it.  I then started enveloping his entire
cock inside my mouth, feeling inch by inch of his manhood until it reached
the starving hole at the back of my throat.  I wanted his seven inches as
far into my mouth as they could go.  I relaxed the back of my throat and let
him shove the rest of himself into me.  I caressed his dick with my throat
muscles, as I could feel his warm pre-cum draining out of his cock like a
broken faucet in my throat.  Then he pulled himself of my mouth and leaned
down and kissed me deeply, replacing his tongue with where his hard shaft
used to be.  I'm still not sure which I like better.
	"You taste good." I said now licking my lips, he smiled.
	"You want to 69?" he asked, I could tell that he wanted a taste of me.  I
agreed and we got ourselves into the 69 position.  He didn't fool around at
all while undressing the rest of me; I could see joy in his eyes when he saw
my cock.  My cock was maybe a little longer than his, and about the same
width.  I sat on the bottom while he lied on top of me putting his
shimmering cock in my face again.  It shone from the saliva and pre-cum
coming off it, it made it look more appetizing.  He got to work on my dick
immediately.  First he would shove it in all the way, and then leisurely
pull it back out licking the entire thing while doing so.  We continued
sucking each other off when I felt the balls he had resting on my chin
retreated to his body.  He was going to cum.  I wanted us both to come at
the same time, so I started thrusting myself into his mouth harder.  I felt
myself ready when he started unloading in my mouth.  Shot after shot of his
creamy juices invaded my mouth giving me a rush of pleasure.  I started to
cum, and felt him suck harder not wanting a single one of my drops to left
unnoticed, or not tasted.  I milked him dry as he did the same to me, and we
both swallowed.  I loved the taste and feeling of his warm fluid seeping its
way down my throat, he was amazing.  I felt I could easily fall in love with
a boy like this, and as crazy as it sounds, I think I was starting to...