Date: Sun, 9 Nov 2014 22:40:58 +0000
From: KJ Lowie <yettie0711@hotmail.com>
Subject: Journey to There

This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any actual events or persons
are not intentional and are coincidental.

James is a shy gay 16 year old who struggles to make friends at school.
Kyle is a confident 16 year old who is very popular and likes to bully
James as often as he can. They are worlds apart but the two worlds are
about to collide...

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Journey to There

Chapter One

In a small house on the outskirts of the town, 16 year old James was laying
on his back on 33 year old, Mike's bed. Mike currently had his cock buried
deep inside James.

"You love this don't you?"  said Mike grinning as he slowly moved his cock
in and out of James.

"I love you, Mike," James said looking into Mike's eyes. Mike's grin grew
wider. "I know you do," he said before he started to ram the boy hard.
Slapping noises filled the bedroom as Mike's groin hit James' arse.
"I'm...gonna...cum," Mike panted. "Tell me you love me again James."

"I love you Mike!" James yelled as he jacked off his cock. "I love you so
much!" James' balls tightened and he shot his load all over his smooth
stomach. James' arse tightened with every shot around Mike's cock forcing
him over the edge. Mike let out a loud growl as he pushed his cock as deep
as it would go inside James. James could feel Mike's cock pulse with every
shot that was unloaded inside him. Mike collapsed on top of James panting.
He laid there in afterglow as James rested his raised legs on Mike's back.
Mike's cock started to deflate a little as he finally withdrew. He rolled
over onto his back next to James.

"I loved that," James said, finally breaking the silence. Mike turned his
head to face James and smiled.

"You are so sweet," Mike said before he closed his eyes. His breathing
became heavy as he drifted off to sleep.

James laid back staring up at the ceiling. His arse was still pulsing
slightly from the fucking it had just received. He was on cloud nine. What
had started out as a bit of fun had developed into a true relationship. He
was now grown up and living an adult life. With a smile, James too slowly
drifted off to sleep.

-X-

"Shit!"

A loud shout woke James, Early morning light shone through the pale yellow
curtains casting an orange glow on the room.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" came the voice again from the corridor.

As James came to his senses he realised that he was alone in the bedroom.
He was not alone for long, as the door burst open and in rushed Mike with a
toothbrush in his mouth frantically brushing his teeth.

"Wha...What's wrong?" James' asked with a croaky voice. His throat had
gotten dry in the night.

"I'm late for work!" Mike replied abruptly. "I fell asleep and forgot to
set my alarm and now I'm late!" Mike quickly pulled on his work trousers
before stopping and looking at James. "Well, get up!" he said irritably.
James quickly jumped out of bed to put on his school uniform.

-X-

In next to no time, Mike and James were out of the front door and rushing
towards Mike's car - both had a slice of toast in hand.

Mike drove quickly. He used back roads to try and avoiding the morning
traffic.

-X-

Soon, Mike pulled up outside James' school. He turned to James.

"I had a great time last night. It was fun," he said before brushing his
hand through James' blonde hair.

James' smiled before getting out of the car. He turned back to look at Mike
through the open window. "Can I come and see you again next week?"

"Oh James," Mike replied. "You know I don't like to plan ahead. Text me and
if I am not busy then we can arrange something. Okay?"

James' nodded his head, "Okay," he replied. He did not like the answer Mike
had just given him but he loved Mike and was willing to do whatever it took
for their relationship to work. He turned around and walked through the
school front gate as Mike drove away. He was deep in thought as he made his
way down the front path when suddenly, a football hit him on the side of
the head, knocking him to the floor.

"Oops! Sorry James," came the cry of Kyle. "Just get one of your mates to
throw it back to us!" He shouted, mockingly. A jeer of amusement came from
his mates that he was playing with.

James' was often seen as an outcast at school due to his cleverness. He
excelled in most subjects but always struggled to make friends. James got
up, dusted himself down and carried on walking.

"At least throw the ball back!" Kyle called before making his way over to
where the ball had landed. He threw it again and hit James on the back of
his head. James ran into the safety of the school as Kyle's friends
laughter rang out throughout the courtyard.

-X-

The first lesson was English. It was a lesson James had with Kyle and he
made a point of trying to sit as far away from him as possible. The English
teacher was currently writing on the interactive white board about the
benefits of onomatopoeia and was completely oblivious to the fact that Kyle
was flicking little balls of paper across the classroom with great
accuracy. His target was James who was slowly get more and more annoyed
with the the paper hitting him from behind. One more piece hit James. James
quickly turned in his chair to look at Kyle.

"Stop it!" he shouted across the classroom.

"Mr. Tyler!" Mrs. Rose shouted as she turned from her board.

"But Miss, Kyle is flicking paper at me!" James shouted at her.

"Detention after school Mr. Tyler. I do not expected that kind of behaviour
in my class!"

James could hear Kyle sniggering at the back of the classroom.

-X-

James returned to Mrs. Rose's classroom after school. He was given a sheet
of paper and told to write "I must not shout at my elders" 150 times. The
classroom was silent except for the scratching of pens as James wrote his
lines and the teacher marked homework. When James had finished, he handed
Mrs. Rose the paper. She took it with pursed lips. After being dismissed,
James left the classroom.

He made his way down the corridor and was about to turn the corner when
someone ran straight into him. It was Kyle. Kyle did not even hang around
to make a clever comment, he merely jumped up and ran into the nearby
janitors closet.

Next around the corner came a tall man with big muscles and short jet black
hair. He saw James.

"Where did Kyle go? I know he came in here!" his voice boomed.

For a second, James was going to tell this intimidating man exactly where
Kyle was hiding but for reasons he could not explain, he lifted his arm and
pointed to the door that lead to the stairwell.

"Kyle!" the man's voice boomed again as he charged in the direction that
James had sent him.

A few seconds after the man had gone, the door to the janitors closet
slowly opened.

"Is...is he gone?" Kyle asked James, quietly. James nodded his head.
"Phew!" said Kyle as he removed himself from the closet, "thanks for not
telling him where I was. I guess I owe you a favour."

"Why is that man after you?" James asked.

"I've upset his daughter," Kyle replied with a grin.

"There you are!" a voice boomed from the end of the corridor. The man had
returned. His face was red with anger. "I wanna speak to you both!"

"Run!" shouted Kyle as he dashed for the other stairwell. James ran after
him as his heart thumped in his chest. They were closely followed by their
pursuer. They ran onto the second floor.

"Go for the third door on the left! It will be open!" Shouted James as they
ran.

"What's in there?" Kyle asked.

"The library!" James replied. Kyle quickly opened the door and they both
ran in. They ran passed the librarian's desk and hid behind the non-fiction
shelves. The librarian looked perturbed as she slowly lowered her reading
glasses. A loud bang echoed around the room as the door was flung open by
the angry man.

"Where are you?" he bellowed.

"Now see here!" the librarian shrieked at him as she stood up. You must be
quiet in here and-"

"Shush!" the man said angrily as he looked around the room.

The librarian looked insulted. "How dare you! In 25 years, I have NEVER
been shushed in my own library!"

"There you are!" the man bellowed as his bright red face appeared around
the shelves of the non-fiction section.

"Go!" Kyle shouted as they both sprang from their hiding place. They ran
out of the library followed closely by the man. They ran for the stairwell
again.

"Follow me!" James shouted. "I have an idea!"

The man chased the boys back down the stairs. He followed them along the
ground floor corridor and lost sight of them for a second as they
disappeared out of the exit. He quickly ran out too and saw Kyle running
alone through the football field into the far corner.

"Dead end," the man growled as he charged after him. He soon caught up to a
scared looking Kyle.

"Mr. McKenzie...I...I am real sorry," Kyle stuttered.

"You will be!" Mr. McKenzie bellowed as he ran at Kyle. He was so focused
on Kyle that he did not notice that James had taken to hiding behind a
nearby tree. When Mr. McKenzie got to James' hiding spot he quickly sprang
out and pushed into the big muscle man with all the strength he
had. Mr. McKenzie lost his balance and tumbled down the grassy embankment.

James and Kyle cheered each other as the man rolled down the grassy hill
and straight into a pool of mud at the bottom.

"Take that loser!" Kyle shouted down after him before the two boys ran off
laughing.

"I'll get you one day Kyle!" Mr. McKenzie's voice boomed. He did not get
up. He felt in no mood to go running after Kyle covered in mud.

James and Kyle ran down a back lane behind the semi-detached houses and
finally came to rest on a small wall once they knew they were a safe
distance away.

Kyle leaned against the wall panting. "That was genius!" Kyle said, still
laughing.

"Thanks," James said with a smile. "I was not sure if that was going to
work."

"I'm glad it did. That guy would have had me hung, drawn and quartered,"
Kyle replied, making them both laugh. "How did you know there was a pool of
mud all the way down there anyway?"

"I usually go down there to sit on my own...you know..." James looked
sheepish, "because I don't have any friends."

Kyle stopped smiling as guilt took hold of him. "Listen, James," he said,
"I've been a real jerk with you...I'm sorry."

James shrugged his shoulders, "That's OK," he said.

"No it's not. You saved my skin today – three times. After everything I
have done to you, you did not have to do that but you did." Kyle put his
hand on James' shoulder. "You don't need to sit at the bottom of the
playing field on your own anymore. You've got a mate."

James couldn't help but grin broadly. "Cool," he said simply.

-X-

They walked home together talking excitedly about their eventful
chase. Kyle's house was first on James' route home. Kyle lived in a
terraced house that had a front door that lead immediately onto the
pavement. Arguing could be heard from inside. It was a man and a
woman. James guessed it was Kyle's parents.

"I would invite you inside to play on my Xbox for a bit but as you can hear
I am having a few family troubles," said Kyle as he pointed to his house.

"That's OK," James said, he wondered what they were arguing about but did
not want to ask Kyle such a personal question when they had only just
become friends.

"My dad often gets drunk after work and spends all the money so we never
have enough for food and bills," Kyle said. It was almost as if he had read
his mind. "If we are going to be mates, you may as well know. Please don't
tell anyone though. No one else knows."

"Yeah sure," James said. He was humbled that Kyle had shared such a secret
with him and he really wanted to reveal a secret in return...but he only
had the one...

"I'm gay," James heard himself say. He was not sure why he told Kyle. No
one else knew except for his boyfriend, Mike.

"Oh," said Kyle, "that's cool...I mean...I don't have a problem...I
mean...why would I have a problem...I mean..." Kyle stuttered as he
searched for the correct words to use. He wanted James to know that him
being gay was totally fine but he did not want to insult him in the
process. "Help me out here," he asked nervously, "I've met a...uh..."

James smiled. He was humbled again at his friend's attempts. "You have
never been friends with a gay guy before and so are not sure what you can
and can't say?" James finished Kyle's sentence for him.

Kyle grin and nodded sheepishly.

"That's OK," James said, "I've never been mates with a straight guy before
so if I say or do anything that comes across as offensive, please just tell
me so I can learn."

Kyle grinned even more broadly as he realised that they were both in the
same situation. He felt totally relaxed around James and knew they would be
good friends.

"Er...do you have Call of Duty?" Kyle asked James.

James shook his head, no. "I don't have a games console."

"Oh, what do you do to unwind?" Kyle asked, curiously.

"I have a shed in our garden where I do little science experiments. I'm
currently..." James tailed off.

"Currently what?"

"No it's OK. It's just something silly I am working on," James said
sheepishly.

"I love silly," Kyle said, grinning.

"Alright...I am building a model of the Solar System," James said. He
waited for Kyle's reply.

"Oh right..." Kyle said thinking. "You mean like space and stuff?"

"Yeah," James said. He was sure that he was close to losing the only friend
he had ever had thanks to how uncool he was.

"Maybe I could come by and help you with it?" Kyle said. "I mean, I don't
know anything about Space or anything clever but I could try and help."

"Yeah?" James said, grinning. "I would like that."

"Cool," Kyle said, grinning also. "What about tomorrow after school?"

"Tomorrow after school," James confirmed as he grinned.

They said their goodbyes and parted company. James walked home with a
spring in his step.

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Thank you for checking out my new story. It is six whole years since I last
posted a story on here and I am glad to finally have the time to post
again.  I hope you enjoy the read and please let me know what you think!

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