Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2000 22:40:43 -0800 (PST)
From: Dual Blade <dual_blade@yahoo.com>
Subject: Learning About Another - Ch. 2

Well, here is chapter two of my story.  Thanks to all those who sent
letters encouraging me to keep writing.  I feel that I should inform you
that this isn't going to be an all out sex story, but there will be some.
Sorry if I disappointed some of you with this.  Compliments and suggests
are always welcome, and flames, as always, will be ignored.  Thanks for
reading.

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Chapter 2

	"Eric..." Scott says.
	"Shhhh. I know, I know," I respond.  And here I am, holding a good
looking guy, who just showed that he likes me by kissing me in the shower.
Then it hit me, I liked this boy, and he liked me.  Suddenly, in an
instant, I was on top of the world, and I was in love.
	"Eric....I.....I....didn't know that I had these feelings for
you. It just happened." Scott says.
	"It's ok, I didn't know either.  But I like it, and I like you." I
say still holding him close, and enjoying the feel of his warm skin agains
mine.
	But then, to ruin the whole moment, we start to lose hot water.  I
didn't think that we were kissing for that long.
	"Looks likes it's time to get out," I say before kissing him one
more time, and turning the water off. I grab a towel and hand it to him and
then grab the other one for myself.  I get out and dry myself off, and he
does the same.  Then I head for my room with him in tow.
	When we get to my room, I take his towel and push him onto the bed,
drop my towel, and pause for a moment to admire his beautiful body before I
fall onto the bed next to him.  I look into his eyes and he looks into
mine.  It's as if we are understanding each other's thoughts at that
moment, for we kiss again.  This kiss is long and passionate as our tounges
battled for dominance.  I break off the kiss after many minutes, I look
into his loving eyes and say, "Is this what love is, for I think I am in
love?"
	"You feel the same way I do, and I think that it is love," he says
with a smile on his face.
	For the rest of the night we talk about our feelings, about our
likes and our dislikes, just basically learning as much about each other as
possible.  He eventually rests his naked body against mine and begins to
doze off.  Before he falls asleep, I say "Scott?".
	"Hmmmmmm," he replies, which shows that he is almost asleep.
	"Can I keep you?" I whisper into his ear.
	"Hmmmmmm," he replies in an positive tone.
	I kiss his cheek as he falls asleep and I can feel his rymthic
breathing which tells me he is asleep.  I feel like I am in heaven and that
I have an angel wrapped in my arms.  I eventually fall asleep, with him
still in my arms.
	The next morning I wake up first, and look down at this angel in my
arms, and I can't help but smile.  I just lay there and soak it all up.  I
feel the warmth of his body against me, his rythmic breathing, the way he
looks so innocent when he is sleeping, and I am enjoying every minute of
it.  I decide that it is time to get up and I kiss him on the lips to wake
him up.  Needless to say it wakes him up.  We talk for a minute before we
get going with the morning routine.
	"What are we going to do about the people at school?" Scott asks.
	"Do they need to know?  We will just keep it on the downlow. Sound
good?" I reply.
	"Yeah, but won't they eventually find out?"
	"So what if they do.  All that matters is that we have each other
and that we still love each other.  Nobody else's opinion matters."
	"True, very true,"he says flashing me a smile, that shows that he
loves me.
	We proceed with our morning routine.  We have to take showers
seperately so that my mother doesn't suspect anything, which really sucks.
But oh well.  After we both have had our showers and breakfast, we are only
able to be together awhile longer before he has to go home because we both
have homework, but he promises to call me.  He reluctantly leaves, and I
reluctantly let him go.  It is about two o'clock in the afternoon, and I
don't know what I am going to do, for I just can't seem to concentrate on
my homework.
	Now I feel would be a good point to describe where I live and where
I am at in time.  I live in a costal city in California, in otherwords
there is a beach that is readily accessible.  I live about two miles from
it, easy walking distance.  It isn't a big city, not like L.A. or San
Francisco, but is on a way smaller scale.  It is almost the end of the
first semester of my junior year in high school, and the Christmas break is
about two weeks away.  The cool thing about living near the beach, is that
the temperature stays at a fairly constant level year round, which is
great.  My mother works in business management and so I am well provided
for, yet I still don't have a car, oh well.  My father died around this
time when I was a freshman, man, it's only been two years.
	The weekend finally passes and I manage to get my homework done,
somehow. During school we look like really good friends, and after school
we try to see each other as much as possible, but it is fairly hard to do
because of the end of semester projects and then finals we have to study
for.  After about a week I tell Scott that I want to tell my mom about us.
He agrees with me and asks if I want him to be there when I tell her, I say
yes, and arrangements are made for him to spend the next Friday night at my
house so that we can study for finals.  It is that Friday night that I plan
to tell her, and he will be there to support me, which is great.
	Friday rolls around and I can't concentrate during school, I am too
nervous.  Scott is a big help, he supports me, comforts me, and makes me
laugh to ease the tension.  Man I love him.  School eventually lets out,
and Scott drives the both of us to my house for the night.  He already has
his stuff, which is good, for I don't think that I could manage to have him
away as the time grows closer to face the music.
	Mom has decided to cook dinner and it is at the dinner table that I
decide to tell her.  "Mom?" I say.
	"Yes," she replies, looking up from her plate.
	"I......I.....I need to tell you something, but I.....I don't know
how to tell you so I am just going to tell you straight foward."
	"Ok. Go ahead."
	"Mom......I....I am gay."
	"What?" She says in a raised voice.