Date: Sun, 27 Feb 2005 23:37:05 -0800 (PST)
From: Jeff harrington <jeff_harrington1974@yahoo.com>
Subject: In the Neighborhood  (gay male/high school)

Another interesting Chapter in the lives of these teenagers.
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Chapter IV -


Journal entry cont...

	Things were going well with us; things were getting heavy, until...

	"Am I interrupting?"

	I was scared shitless, I jumped about a mile up into the air and
poor Brandon fell off of me.

	"Chriz, what the hell are you doing back?" I yelled.

	"I came back early, it turned out that it wasn't a vacation at all,
it was a business trip and the thing wrapped up earlier than expected.  I
decided to come back early, mom and dad will be back next week."

	Brandon picked himself up, rubbing his inner thigh. I think I kneed
him by accident, with my luck he probably won't be able to use it again.

	"This is Brandon," I introduced, "Brandon this is my friend Chriz."

	"Damn, your fine! Ever been with two boys?" Chriz asked.

	Brandon gave me a funny look; I just motioned for him to ignore
Chriz, "How did you get here?"

	"You mom dropped me off."

	"Where's she at?" I suddenly became alarmed, this is certainly not
how I wanted mom to find out I liked boys. Imagine that seen, your mom
walking in on you being intimate with a boy on the couch, boners and all.

	"Don't worry," laughed Chriz, "she walked directly across the
street to talk to the MILF about a Barbeque tomorrow."

	"Hey!" Brandon raised his voice.

	"Oh, sorry was that your MILF?" Chriz said smiling.

	"Yes, that's my mother." Brandon responded.

	"Your parents left you the house for one week?" I amazingly asked.

	"Oh yeah, they wanted to stay in Hawaii and fuck for a week, alone
time and all of that nonsense. I won't really be alone though, my uncle
Raul will be checking on me at night to make sure that I won't be setting
anything on fire or selling my body for depraved acts."

	"Is he always like that?" Brandon whispered to me.

	"The nice men in the white coats say that I will be fine if I take
my pills everyday like a good boy." Chriz said faking a twitch.

	"Yes he is." I responded.

	"Does you mom know you like boys?" Brandon asked me.

	"No."

	"My mom knows and she was fine with it." Brandon told me.

	"I don't know how my mom would take it.  Do you think your mom will
say something to my mom about us?" I asked nervously.

	"Naw, unless your mom brings it up."  Brandon said, "Which reminds
me, now that our parents are around I should probably be going."

	"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow." I told him and he gave me a long
kiss and got up to leave.  Chriz and I followed him outside and sat down on
the porch.

	"Damn dude, you struck gold with him." Chriz said to me.

	"Yeah, he's gorgeous."

	"Not that," sighed Chriz, "did you see the size of his bulge?"

	"I didn't get that far, I was interrupted."

	"You must be kidding.  He had a huge bulge dude."

	"Please stop your torturing me." I told him.

	"He could uproot trees with that thing." commented Chriz.

	This was an average conversation between us; we had practically
grown up together.  All the way from preschool to now we had known each
other.  He had admitted to me from an early age he thought boys were cute,
I was too embarrassed to say anything at the time. Almost a year later I
finally admitted it to him. What was his response? `I was wondering when
you were going to get around to it.'
	There is one thing that I can say about him, and that's it's never
boring with Chriz around.

	"I caught a glimpse of Brandon's little Goth bro, gorgeous boy."

	"He's like ten or eleven!" I said to him.

	Chris just shook his head sadly, "Gimme a break, does Brandon know
how old you are?"

	Until he said that I hadn't even thought of it.  Would age make a
difference?  I let out a disappointing sigh, it could.  I would have to
tell him and I would do it tomorrow at the cookout.  Whatever happens will
happen.


	Walking across the street towards us was the young Goth god
himself; he was wearing this black, thick fishnet like shirt that you could
see right through, the boy was a lot more fit than he looked, maybe he
worked out.

	"Hey Lex, this is my friend Chriz."

	"You seem to like Brandon," he began, ignoring Chriz's hello, "and
my brother likes you. I just wanna make sure that we have an understanding.

	"An understanding?"

	"That you aren't trying to pull anything on my bro or just trying
to get a piece of ass."

	"I could use a piece of ass." commented Chriz as he raised his
hand.

	"Really?" I said to Lex, at this point I was very relaxed, I didn't
know quite where he was going with it.  Without any warning he grabbed my
wrist and ^Ö well, I don't know what he did, but he pressed his finger into
my wrist and it shot a bolt of pain all up my arm.  I couldn't help but
fall to my knees, I was helpless and it was painful.

	"My brothers had a rough couple of years and if you hurt him, I
will hurt you and I can do it."

	"That's so cool!" Chriz said, "Do you know how to grapple?  How
about you and me go back to my place, get naked, butter each other up and
we grapple for a couple of hours."

	That threw Lex off enough for me to get out of his grip.
	"Just remember what I said." Lex told me as he left. I believe my
best friend was born with absolutely no shame; he smiled at Lex and winked
at him.  Lex gave him a funny look and went back to his house.

	"Thanks for the help!" I said to Chriz, who had sat there the whole
time.

	"You don't realize it now, but I just saved you from a beating by
an eleven year old."

	"Whatever, but ^Ö butter?" I asked.

	"Yeah." Chriz laughed.

	Mom came back over and apparently hadn't caught anything that
happened over here.  "I talked to your uncle Chriz, he said you could stay
for dinner and if you want you can sleep over plus stay for the cookout
tomorrow."

	"That would be cool." he said.

	"Taking that into consideration I'm not going to fix anything
tonight so if you guys wanna order some type of takeout that would be cool.
No Indian food Chriz."

	"Yeah," I told him, "I was in and out of the bathroom for almost
three days."

	"I know. I just love Indian food!" Chriz said wide-eyed.

	After placing an order for Chinese we headed up to my bedroom.

	"If I hadn't of interrupted would you guys have actually had sex?"
inquired Chriz.

	"I don't know, but I would like to think that it would have
happened."

	"Well, I actually saved your life twice today, if I hadn't of
stepped in that door you mom would have caught you."

	"I can't even believe you were going to go through with it."

	"Why?" I asked him.

	"Well, you were about to lose that virgin boy pussy of yours to a
massive cock, that can't or won't feel good."

	"You don't know that it was that big by looking at his jeans, it
could have been mostly pants fluff." I said.

	"I don't think so, his zipper was straining dude."
	What he said was true, but it didn't console me any. He was right,
I was a virgin and it probably would hurt.  That's something that all the
porn and stories never told anyone, the first time could be painful.

	"What was your first time like?" I asked Chriz.

	"My babysitter, he was so hot. Lots of lube helped out, it was ^Ö
uncomfortable, but then again he was average as far as dicks go. Brandon
looks at least above average, never been with a hung guy before."

	For the rest of the night that played on my mind, I was worried
again and this time about my virginity, for so long all I wanted to do was
have sex, now I was scared out of my mind.  Sleep wasn't going to come easy
tonight.



Brandon's P.O.V ^Ö


	As Brandon walked back to his house, he was steeped in thought.  He
was wondering how he could bring it up to his mom.  For the first time in
his life he was going to be honest with her, if they hadn't of gotten
interrupted by Chriz they might of gone all the way.  That would have meant
meeting his mom in very uncomfortable circumstances.  Walking back into the
house he made his way to the kitchen where mom was fixing something for
dinner.

	"Can I ask you a question?"

	"Sure." She said.

	"I would like to know if Jesse can spend the night after the
barbeque."

	That question not only stopped mom in her tracks, but brought Brit
from in front of the TV.

	"Oh no," began Brit, "if I can't bring a girl home for the night,
there's no way he can do the same."

	"That would require you to have a girl first." commented Brandon.

	That pissed Brit off to no extent; he tried to get something out
but just ended up storming off to other parts of the house.

	"He has a point you know."

	"It's going to happen either way mom, whether I tell you about it
or not.  I just don't wanna have to sneak around is all."

	"Things between you two are moving kinda fast don't you think?"

	"It's so strange, it never has moved this fast before, not even
with Tobi."

	"You're asking me if you can have sex in the house, I'll have to
think about it." Mom said.

	Brandon nodded, went into the living room, and just happened to
look out the picture window to see Lex across the street, saw something he
didn't care for and waited in the living room for his brother to come back.
He filed that scene in the back of his mind, he would use it later.

	"Where did you go?" Brandon asked.

	"Oh, I was just talking to Jesse and that weird guy Chriz."

	"Yeah, he is a bit of an odd ball."

	"He hit on me." Lex told his brother.  What he had hoped for was to
get a rise out of Brandon, get him pissed off that some guy would try to
take advantage of his little bro.
	Brandon just laughed, "Of course he did, your pretty."

	"I'm not pretty!" exclaimed Lex.  That just caused Brandon to laugh
harder.

	"I don't care what color you dye your hair or what clothes you try
to put on, you're still going to look pretty."

	"Maybe if I had a scar like Jesse's I wouldn't be pretty." pointed
out Lex.

	"Does Jesse look ugly with that scar on his neck?"

	"No." Lex responded reluctantly.

	"Well, then it wouldn't do you any good either."

	All Lex could do was let out a disappointed sigh and stomped up
stairs to his bedroom.  He had seen what had happened across the street and
could have yelled at Lex about it. That wouldn't have done any good
though. Brandon figured that in some weird way Lex thought he was trying to
help.  Nope, yelling just wouldn't do, not when torture could be so much
more fun.

	Yup, Lex's weekend was going to be entertaining.

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