Date: Tue, 14 Jun 2005 22:57:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: Lex Christianson <lexman90@yahoo.com>
Subject: Teen Boy: Life In Zach's Eyes Chapter 1

DISCLAIMER: This story is completely fictional and everything including the
characters is made up.

It also contains sex between teenage boys.  If you don't like it don't
bother reading it.  If I get any emails badmouthing me I plan on ignoring
them.  So don't bother.

Otherwise for you readers who actually want to read this story and are
interested.  I look forward to your comments and I hope you enjoy reading
as much as I enjoyed writing it.


Life In Zach's Eyes (Chapter 1)

His eyes, blue and shining, stared at me almost beckoningly.  I lean in to
kiss him when I hear, "Honey its time to wake up and get ready for school."

	"What?"  I open my eyes and see my mom shaking, "Gimme a sec I'll
be down soon."  Great just as something good was about happen and it's all
a dream.  Just my luck, right?  God, and he was so perfect. (Sigh) I
finally meet a great guy and it's all in my head.  Oh well, no use in
crying over it.  Unfortunately, now I had to get up and go to school.  Joy
and rapture, right?  Ha fat chance of that.  No, I'm not a bad student I
actually do pretty good in school.  And I don't hate it.  I just don't like
to get up early to go there.  If it started at nine I would be all for it,
but instead I have to wake up at 6:30 (in the winter it's still dark for
Pete's sake) and get ready.

	Now before I go any further it would probably good to let you know
who "I" is.  My name is Zach Kristien (or ZK which is what most people call
me) I am currently 15 years old, about 5'9", 140 lbs, skinny but lean (not
like those twiggy people I see at school sometimes ugh) but hey I'm getting
more muscle (I'm not doing all that working out for nothing).  I have light
brown hair with natural blond streaks and big blue eyes (which never manage
to score me a compliment when I meet new people so they are a big plus).
I've had people tell me that I am cute but for some reason I don't really
see it.  I guess the after looking at myself for 15 years I've just gotten
used to it and it doesn't really phase me anymore.  There was a lot that I
wished that I could change about myself, and like I said before I'm working
toward it.  My best friend Jen says that I'm perfect just the way I am, but
I refuse to believe her, Just as she doesn't buy it when I tell her that
she's drop-dead gorgeous.  (She really is though, if I weren't gay I'd go
after her in a heartbeat).  Oh ya that's another thing I forgot to mention.
I'm gay.  Yup, and for those of you who want to say that I am too young to
know what I want and don't want.  Don't bother I've known that I was gay
for the last four years and I am 1000% percent positive about it.  I've
accepted it, my friend's have accepted it, my parents.........well let's
just say that they are not as informed about my life as they think they are
(but let's get into that later).

	Now let's get back to the day ahead.  I got dressed went downstairs
for a quick breakfast and headed off to school.  I live close enough so I
walk everyday.  As I head down the street to the school I see this guy that
is looking around as if he's lost, so I head up to him to see if he was in
need of help.  As I got a closer look at him I nearly fainted.  This was
the hottest most perfect looking guy that I had ever laid eyes on.  He had
the most enticing deep green eyes, chestnut hair that was left a little
longer than most people had it, and this really hot body (even through his
shirt I could see his nicely defined, but not overly muscled chest.  Like I
said he was total perfection.  I think I fell in love right then and there.

	I wonder if he is gay.  Wait, what am I saying, guy that hot is
either straight or, taken or with my great luck, both.  Well, he seemed
like a really nice (and very cute) guy so I decided to see if I could at
least be friend him.  So I went up to him and asked him, "Hi, I'm Zach do
you need any help, cuz you look kinda lost."

	"Ya, I'm looking for Stoneybrook High School.  I just moved here
and I have no idea where it is, and today is my first day, and I really
don't want to be late, but it looks like I probably am, and everything just
seems to suck right now."

	Wow, I was tired by the time he finished I was tired and it looked
like he was hyperventilating.  "Whoa whoa whoa, slow down bud or you're
gonna have a heart attack.  I'm on my way to Stoneybrook.  Why don't I just
take you there?  And you don't have to worry, you won't be late, not if I
can help it."

	"Thanks man, that's really nice of you.  I'm Dakota, but just call
me Cody, or Code.  Sorry about that, I'm just a little freaked out about
today, you know everything is really new here and I don't know anyone
around here and since we just moved here I really don't have any friends,
and it's all a little too much."

	"Don't worry about it.  I'm sure that you'll like it here, most of
the people are really nice.  And as far as not knowing any one, well you
know me now don't you?  Come one I'll show you around school."

	"Wow dude, you're so nice, thank you.  I'm so glad I met you, or
else I'd still be totally lost." As he said that he came up and gave me a
hug.  I was a little shocked at first, but I soon returned it.  I thanked
god that dick was behaving right now, because if it got hard and he noticed
I would just crawl into a corner and die.  It just felt so right to be in
his arms right then that I didn't want to let go but I had to or else he
might get suspicious.  And I didn't want this teen god to hate me.

	"Come on let's go or else we'll both be late and I don't think that
either of us wants that.  So let's get a move on Code."

	"Ya you're right.  Thanks again dude.  I really appreciate all
you're doing."  He then flashed this smile that could melt gold on the
spot.

	"The pleasure is all mine."  I broke into a run.  "Now come on, see
if you can catch me."

	"Hey no fair u got a head start." He yelled as he ran after me.


Hey this is my first story so let me know what you think.  I will update
soon.  lexman9@yahoo.com