Date: Wed, 28 Mar 2007 11:53:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jack Frost <unpetitpoissonbleu@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Moving On - Chapter 9

Moving On - Chapter Nine
By Jack Frost

A special thanks to Sharon for the excellent editing work!
Un remerciement special a Francois pour la correction des textes francais
et pour le " betareading " !!! 
And finally, many thanks to a certain goat with sunglasses, CJames the
betareader! 


	The day after the uneventful moment I had with Cecile, there was a
huge weekend snowstorm that developed into a huge nor'easter, and on
Monday, it brought blizzard conditions all over the state and the northern
parts of the East Coast. The day after the storm that brought over a foot
and half of snow, a strong clipper cold front passed by, bringing strong
winds and the temperatures plunged into single digits with wind chill down
to twenty below zero. That caused a huge mess on the state roads because
the salt wasn't very effective in extremely cold temperatures, so the
interstate and state highways were shut down because of poor, dangerous
driving conditions. Country roads weren't any better, so schools had to
call off classes for a week, giving the students a weeklong vacation as we
entered into a new weekend. So my friends and I killed time by staying at
each other's houses, and we slept over three nights straight.

	Mrs. Lemoureaux trusted us to leave Matt with us as she and Ben
went out to get some pizza. As they came home and pulled into the driveway,
we had the lights off and were already hidden behind the couch, plotting
against Ben.

	"Shhh, Krist, or he'll hear you!" I hushed in a soft, tense breath,
"You too, Matt, farme-la!" (Shut up!) I covered his mouth in case my French
wasn't clear enough to him, "Ok, here he comes. Don't even breathe," I
hissed. The door wiggled around and opened slowly. "...3...2...1..."

	All of us, me, Krist, Matt, Alex, and Jake jumped out from behind
the couch as Ben turned on the lights. He jumped back, scared shitless by
the surprise.

	"What the fu..." he started to say.

	"Happy Birthday Ben!" we all chanted, "Bonne Fete!" (Happy
Birthday!) Matt happily said after us.

	"But...but...how did you all know?" Ben asked as he stood straight
recovering from the surprise.

	"M'man et moi leur avons dit, y'a quelques jours, ben oui," (Mum
and I told them few days ago, of course) Matt responded.

	"Matt and your mother told me a few days ago and we ended up
planning a little party for you," I smiled and put a pink bow on his
head. Then Krist came over and added a rainbow colored Hawaiian lei around
his neck. Alex took off the bow to put on a black birthday hat with a big
"17" on the front, and then put the bow on the top of the hat.

	"Fuck, you're gonna make me look all retarded," said Ben.

	"That's exactly our intention," Krist smirked.

	Ben's eyes widened as he turned to where Jake was, holding his
digital camera.

	"Ah, c'mon Jake, not the camera," Ben moaned.

	All of us gathered quickly around Ben, giving goofy smiles while
Ben rolled his eyes as the flash went on. Here we are, at Ben's to
celebrate his 17th birthday, and I and my friends intended to make it the
noisiest moment around the whole lake.

	"Alors?" (Well?) Matt asked us, "Where's the cake?"

	"My mum'll bring her homemade chocolate one later," Krist smiled
proudly, "Her treat!"

	"Where's your mom?" I asked Ben.

	"At Unimart. She forgot to get some soda for us with the pizza,"
Ben said, "It's taking her a little time as the roads are still hell."

	"Unimart? Oh! Orloski. We never call it Unimart. Before it got
sold, it used to be Orloski for years and that name has been stuck in our
vocabulary since," I noted to Ben about our convenience mart a mile down
the road that links the lake to other communities in the mountains.

	A little later, Mrs. Lemoureaux came in with five boxes of large
fresh pizza from King's. King's has been in the area for years and it
always makes one of the best pizzas in town. It's right on 309 near Birna's
coffeeshop, and it also makes good Italian dishes as well.

	"Finally, food!" Krist exclaimed as he went to Mrs. Lemoureaux to
carry the pizza to the kitchen for her. She thanked him and greeted the
rest of us.

	"Matt, va pogner les cokes dans' valise d'auto, s'il te plait."
(Matt, go get the soda in the car trunk, please.) Matt went out to do what
he was told.

	"Krist, I understand your mother will be bringing the cake over,
no?" she asked him as she walked into the kitchen to get the paper plates.

	"Yes, she'll be here when I call her after we finish our pizza," he
replied as he took two big pieces to his plate, and went to the living room
to decide which movie to watch.

	"Boys, it's..." she began to call out, but stopped looking at us as
she saw Matt holding the two cartons of Coca-Cola, but in his mouth was a
bag of two wrapped presents obviously meant for Ben. She sighed, "Matt, no,
on est pas pret a les y donner! Mets-les dans ma chambre." (Ah Matt,
no. We're not ready to give them to him. Put them in my bedroom.) She said
as Ben sniggered.

	"Non, je les veux asteure," (No, I want them now) he told his
mother in a pouting voice. Mrs. Lemoureaux rolled her eyes and gave him his
plate of pizza.

	We all sat down in the living room, on the couch and the floor,
watching some movie that Krist had picked out for us. Mrs. Lemoureaux asked
us few questions to get to know more about us. She also added a few
embarrassing anecdotes about Ben's childhood that caused Ben to blush
furiously.

	"M'man, arrete..." (Mum, stop...) he glared at her.

	"Ah, mon cheri, mais ce sont de vraies histories de toi quand
t'etais un enfant cute!" (Ah, my dear, but they're true stories of you when
you were a cute child!), stressing the last word as she continued to tease
him a little more before stopping. Matt started to giggle.

	"Matt, commence pas, ou sinon je leur dirai c'que tu faisais quand
tu etais un enfant pisseux," (Matt, don't start, or otherwise I'll tell
them what you used to do as a sissy child.)  Ben said in a very
straightforward tone, and then Matt shut himself up right after that to eat
the last pieces of his pizza. We continued to watch the movie till we were
halfway through. Alex, hearing something, turned and looked at the window.

	"What's that noise?" he asked Mrs. Lemoureaux, who went up to the
window and pulled back the curtain to see out. She squealed in joy and
looked at Ben, all smiles.

	"Oh Ben, your father is home and brought someone from faraway to
see us," she said in English, intending for all of us to understand.

	Ben appeared to have no clue who that might be, but then but then
looked surprised, "No, it can't be..." and went up to the door. Matt seemed
to get a clue too and followed behind him. I decided to join them as well,
just out of curiously.

	Ben opened the door and we all saw his dad coming out of the car,
but there was another person coming out as well. Who is that?  I squinted
my eyes to see more clearly in the fading light of dusk. A guy, looking
around 19 or 20, and he was a few inches taller than Ben's dad. He went to
the trunk of the car, bending down, obscenely flaring his ass all bounded
in his jeans. Holy shit was all I could say in my mind. My gay muse hinted
to me that I should just go and hump him there as he was asking for it. He
pulled out his big black duffel bag and turned to us. Obviously, the
temperatures were still in the single digits, he was wearing his winter
outfitters. His curly blond hair poked out in a ring around his toque. His
face has the same skin color as Ben but the facial features were too
different to be similar to Ben's, yet he was every bit as cute as Ben.

	"Adrien!" Matt called out to him and ran to him to give him a big
hug. Adrien? Ben's brother? All smiles, Ben followed Matt to overwhelm his
brother adding another hug alongside Matt's. They all started to babble in
French, and their dad joined into the conservation, pointing at the door to
tell them to get inside and out of the cold.

	As they all walked back inside, Mrs. Lemoureaux was delighted to
see her oldest boy again, and she went towards him to give him a kiss on
his cheek.

	"Jette les bagages la-bas pis viens manger de la pizza et du coke
avec nous," (Throw the bags over there and eat some pizza and coke with us)
she said.

	"How did he get here with all of the roads snowed over?" I asked
Ben.

	"He took the train from New York City. Dad spent an hour driving
slowly to pick him up," he answered.

	"Boys," Mrs. Lemoureaux called out to get our attention as Adrien
stood next to her, holding his pizza, "This is Adrien, my oldest
son. Adrien, the blond over there is Krist," Krist waved at him, "The Asian
guy sitting next to him is Alex, then to the left, Jake." She looked around
and saw me, "Oh! I almost forget, that cutie sitting next to Benoit is
Steph," she winked at me. Ben snorted into a giggling fit and I blushed so
hard.

	"Yeah, I love you too," I told her, smiling.

	"Salut! Erm, I meant to say...hey," Adrien said to all of us and
went to sit next to Ben and Matt, joining into the group.

	"C'est quoi ca?" (What's that?) he pointed at the movie on TV.

	"C.R.A.Z.Y.," Krist responded, apparently understood Adrien's
pointing, "Interesting movie. I saw the DVD on the top of the TV, so I
decided to put it in for all of us to watch. So far from what I'm seeing
it's about a boy growing up in the 60's and 70's who was quite confused
about his sexuality, and he worked quite hard to please his father
concerning that matter by sticking to the girls," he explained.

	"Yep, my favorite movie," Ben nodded and quickly appeared to
realized what he has said, "Oh, because the time setting in the movie
reflects very well on Quebec during these decades."

	"Honestly, I wish someone could tell him there's nothing wrong not
being with girls, and he should've faced his father about it. But again,
it's like thirty years ago, can't expect people's thinking back then to be
the same as now," Krist continued, "Oh well, it's cool." What was Krist
trying to pull here? Has he been getting hints about me or about Ben? Or
even about...me and him? I don't know, so far he seems to be relaxed and at
ease saying all of that stuff. Ben caught the hint of concern on my face,
and elbowed me to snap out of it before anyone else noticed. I should stop
thinking too much as it makes me zone out too long.

I watched Ben talking to Adrien, in French obviously. I heard him
mentioning my name several times and caught Adrien taking a look at me a
couple of times, appearing to be thinking over what Ben was telling him.

	"Interessant," (Interesting) he said, "It's really nice what you've
been doing to him lately," he smiled at me. Ben winked at me, assuring me
that everything is ok. Like Ben, his English is very clear without having
the accent of his native language affecting it in any way. His voice and
his features are sexy as hell, obviously like his own brother. It must run
in the family I guess.

	Adrien was paying attention to the movie like the rest of us. Ben
caught me glancing at Adrien a few seconds longer than it should've taken,
so he elbowed my arm to get me to snap out of it. He smirked and pointed at
himself, indicating to focus on him, not his brother.

	Krist eventually called his mother to come over and bring the cake
that she had made for the occasion. Mrs. Lemoureaux invited Birna to stay
to have her own piece of the cake. We all gathered around the table with
Ben as the focal point of attention. Mrs. Lemoureaux started the birthday
singing.

	"Bonne Fete," Matt, Adrien, and Mr. Lemoureaux joined with her,
"Bonne Fete, Bonne Fete cher Benoit, Bonne Fete!!!" Ben smiled, and then
stopped before blowing the candles as he noticed our slight confusion on
our face.

	"Ok, sing in English too..." he backed away from the candles,
smiling and waiting for us to finish up.

	Birna's homemade cake tasted delicious, and that was the reason why
the whole cake disappeared in fifteen minutes with no leftovers.

	"V'la, de notre part de moi et ton pere," (Here, from me and your
father) she gave him a small wrapped box. Ben opened it and his eyes grew
big.

	"What is it?" Krist asked him curiously.

	"Oh, it's just nothing...except that it's a couple bus tickets to
Montreal at the end of the month," he grinned.

	"Yep, you're staying with me for a week," Adrien added.

	"I can't wait to see home again," he went to kiss his mother,
"Merci."

	"Ok, le mien!" (Ok, from me!) Matt anxiously showed him a box.

	Ben reached over the table to take it off his hand, then put it
under the table and hiding it from our views, and ripped the paper off in
flash. We watched him as his face suddenly turned red. He kept it hidden
under the table to stop any of us from taking a peek at what it was. He
scowled at Matt, who went into an uncontrollable giggling fit.

	"Matt, un jour...un jour...j'aurai ma revanche!" (Matt, one
day...one day...you'll have my revenge!) he growled at his brother, who was
still giggling like hell. I went over to peek at what was under the table,
realized what it was, and then I started to giggle. Ben grabbed a bag next
to him to hide the superman undies in it before the other guys dared to
take a peek.

	"No fair!" Jake said, "I wanted to see what you got!"

	"You don't wanna see...trust me," Ben smiled and stuck his tongue
out.

	"Go get it!" Alex shouted.

	"Oh shit..." Ben started, but jumped out of the chair to get away
from Krist and Alex before they could grab the bag. Matt's giggles turned
into hard laughter. I went to follow them. Ben tricked and confused Krist
and Alex by making them go into the wrong room, and then ran out to give
himself and me a head start towards his own room.

	"Hey! Over there!" Jake said to them, acting as a traitor. Birna,
Mr. and Mrs. Lemoureaux sat down, watching the drama spinning around
them. They all smiled at each other.

	"C'mon, in my room," Ben said.

	We ran into the room, slammed the door shut, and holding it back as
Krist and Alex pushed.

	"Hey! Let us in!" Krist shouted through the door. Ben managed to
lock the door and we let it go, giggling as they struggled to open it.

	"Cute undies," I whispered in his left ear. He gave me a kiss, and
threw his undies under his bed. He went to door, listened carefully, and
unlocked and opened it quickly. Krist and Alex nearly fell down. They
straightened up and started to look around the room for that bag, but also
to check out his room.

	"Nice room you got here, Ben," Krist said as his head moved around,
searching.

	"Spill it out, show me what you were hiding," Alex told Ben.

	"Why do you want to see it so bad?" Ben asked.

	"Nothing, we're just too curious to see why you're hiding it and
why your little brother's laughing like hell," Krist smirked.

	"It's over there in the closet," Ben pointed out. Krist went over
to open the door, saw the bag, and he and Alex took a look inside. Their
eyes widened.

	"Porn?" Krist said, looking at us, and the took another glance,
"Hmmm, nice tits on the covergirl." Alex gawked and nodded at him in
agreement. Then Krist put his hand in his pocket, obviously adjusting
himself to keep his dick from showing too much in his tight jeans.

	"Put it away and take your hand out of there. No jerking in my
room," Ben grinned as Krist's face started blushing. He put the bag away
and closed the door.

	"I wasn't going to jerk. Had to hide the hard-on better," he smiled
softly.

	"C'mon, we're all men here! No need to be embarrassed for being
cursed with horny dicks. We all do it. And those who deny it are really
fucking lying. Get it?" Ben said, with a hint of delight in his voice, "I
had to hide it or m'man would kill me and Matt for flashing it around in
front of the guests and not in private."

	"But how did your little brother get that stuff at his age?" Alex
said, looking a little confused.

	"He got it in Montreal for sure. In Montreal, some shops would just
sell them without checking your ID. They'd just rather make money, and
besides, the society is too liberal to go crazy over teenagers getting some
porn. People see it as a natural thing for teenagers to get curious and all
that." Ben explained to them.

	"Gotcha," Alex left the room to go downstairs, probably to save
Jake from being alone with Matt's silliness.

	"C'mon guys," Krist told us.

	"In a sec," Ben responded and waited as Krist's footsteps faded
away. He turned to me, grinning hard.

	"It has to be at least seven inches showing in his jeans," he
giggled.

	"Are you sure?" I winked at him. Ben gasped.

	"Have you seen it?" Ben poked me in the belly, "And you dared to
keep this precious knowledge from me? He's too fucking hot," he said
dreamily.

	"Sure I've seen it...when it was shorter than that damn finger that
you just poked me with. I haven't seen it since we were ten," I watched his
face go red a little, "Jesus, it's my friend for crying at loud, and you're
checking him out?" His face got even redder.

	"I must confess, I did it on purpose to make him look at that porn,
hoping to see how he would react. I didn't think he'd react in his pants,"
he smirked, pretending like he had a halo over his head, "Boys are always
my weakness."

	"You're too cute," I kissed him on his cheek, "But what were you
doing with that girl porn? Now I think it's disgusting to see heteros
reproducing."

	"That's not mine. That's Adrien's. It ended up being in one of my
boxes for some reason. Don't ask," he rolled his eyes, "Also I was doing
you a favor since it's a good cover-up if they have any idea what's going
on between us, especially when Krist picked and explained that movie a
little while ago," he paused and grinned, "Just to throw him off track."

	"Thanks, you're now the best," I told him and then I remembered
something else, "Oh, and another thing. Why two tickets?" I reminded him of
that gift he'd just got from his parents.

	"Well, isn't it obvious enough? I told them I want to take you with
me to Montreal," he smiled.

	"You've got to be fucking joking! Me...to Canada? Holy shit! Shut
up!" I nearly shouted at him like a crazy girl, "Seriously? At the end of
the month?"

	"We'll talk about it later, the guys are waiting for us to get back
downstairs," Ben went to close the door and locked it, "But...I want to
kiss you for fifteen seconds before I get deprived of your lips for two
hours," he grinned and then put his lips on mine.

	Ben and I went downstairs to the living room to join in with the
rest of the guys watching another movie. His parents were chatting with
Birna in the kitchen over hot tea and scones, deep in conversation about
the area and Birna was telling them all of the places they should check
out. A couple of hours later, it was getting obvious that Krist, Jake, and
Alex should be getting home as it was getting closer to midnight. Birna
told them to get in her car, and she thanked Ben's parents for everything
and said that she was glad to have kind people for new neighbors. So I went
to the phone to call Mom at the hospital.

	"Hi, it's me. When are you coming home, Mom?" I asked her on the
phone, "I know you're staying over."

	"I'll be home around five tomorrow. I've convinced the boss that I
need a few days off to get some rest. It wasn't easy to convince her, but I
told her that if too many of my co-nurses are out sick because of a cold,
and she's using me often to cover their shifts, I should deserve some time
off as well," she told me in a little annoyed and tired tone, "I already
sent George to feed the dog. I gotta go, pill time for some of the
patients. Be careful, will you? Love you," and she hung up. Ah good, she
sent George, the old man living next door. I almost forgot about the dog,
damn.

I would be staying over since no one was home, and Mom had to do a night
shift at the hospital. I hadn't seen much of my mother except for a couple
of mornings and a couple of evenings because she had been very busy at the
hospital because of nurses calling out sick and the snowstorm that made
traveling harder. So sometimes she decides to sleep overnight at the
hospital instead of risking her life driving on slippery roads while she's
all tired and worn out.

As expected, Ben was excited to hear I would be staying over...in his
room. His face was already showing signs that he was thinking of naughty
stuff to do.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, just remember we need to sleep too. No way am I going to
do that all night," I hinted at him, keeping it quietly away from Adrien's
ears. He wasn't too far away in the living room, talking to his parents.

We went to Ben's room to have some time by ourselves. I heard light snoring
sounds coming from the direction of Matt's room, so I didn't need to worry
about him interrupting us. Ben took off his clothes, all the way down to
his undies, and then took off his undies exposing his package in front of
me.

"Don't get any ideas yet," Ben smirked, "This is still my room." He walked
slowly to his bed, teasing me by letting me watch his slight defined
muscles moving under his creamy white skin. He went under his bed to get
his new superman undies out. I quickly went to hold his dick to stop him
from moving further.

"Not so fast, you just cannot show that to me and then put it away for
nothing." I tugged it so he could move to sit on my lap. It was already
rock hard as he settled down onto my lap. He wiggled his bare butt around
my crotch, hoping to provoke a boner from me. I slowly stroked his pulsing
stick, and my growing boner rubbing against the crack of his bare butt
caused him to let out a couple gasps. Ten seconds into the stroking
session, a voice came out.

"I knew it," Adrien smirked, leaning on the doorway.

Ben and I jumped so high that we could've hit the ceiling. Ben climbed off
the bed, turned his back towards Adrien so he could put on his undies
without showing his boner.

"Tu savais quoi?" (You knew what?) Ben asked.

"That he's your new boy," he grinned at our blushing faces, "And you know,
when you're doing stuff, the door should be closed. Imagine if m'man or
p'pa had seen you. They would've had a fit for not keeping it out of their
eyes...which would be keeping the door closed."

"Ok, enough...I get your point," Ben answered hastily.

"Que c'est qui se passe la? (What's going on there?) Matt entered in the
room, and then he noticed Ben wearing his gift, "Oooh, que c'est nice, ton
slip!" (Oooh, it's so nice your undies!) he teased Ben.

"Ben ouais, j'ai rien a dire autrement." (Well yeah, I have nothing to say
the otherwise.) Ben smirked at him, "En plus, j'ai l'air tellement sexy!
C'est-tu correct, hein Steph?" (Plus, I'm looking so sexy now! Is that
right Steph?) he went to look at me.

"Huh?" I said with no idea what he just said.

"I asked you, do I look sexy in these undies?" he smirked. Adrien and Matt
giggled lightly at the shock on my face. He wanted me to answer in front of
them?

"Erm, yes...why?" I suspiciously asked.

"I knew it," Matt said, grinning like an imp. Adrien just laughed, seeing
that he repeated what he had said a few minutes ago. Ben rolled his eyes.

"Ben voyons donc, on est-tu si evident?!?" (Oh c'mon, are we that
obvious?!?) Ben stared at his brothers.

"Pantoute. Crisse, tu t'es rendu compte qu'on sait deja que t'es fif," he
rolled his eyes, "Pis penses-tu qu'on a jamais remarque que t'es souvent un
peu tres poche de Steph?" (Not at all. Jesus, haven't you noticed that we
already know that you're a fag? And do you think we have never noticed that
you're often a little too close to Steph?)

"Hmmm, t'as raison," (You're right.) Ben replied.

"What did they say?" I asked Ben, so he explained it all to me. I started
to bend down a little embarrassed. Adrien laid his eyes on me, I kept my
eyes down to the floor, feeling a little nervous that his brothers knew
about us, but I wouldn't react in the same way as I did with Cecile. So
far, they didn't seem to have a problem, right? But Adrien seemed to read
my mind.

"Don't worry, Steph. Me and Matt knew our little bro has been a boy
screwdriver since he was eleven," Matt nodded at his statement, and
Adrien's smile grew bigger as he saw Ben give him a big deadly glare at
that 'boy screwdriver' remark. I snorted out a couple giggles.

"Not surprising, I guess," I warmly responded.

"It's cool, really," he added.

	"Yes, boy screwdriver," Matt giggling and got Ben's nasty glare as
well.

"Euh, I'm too tired now. I had a long trip, so I'm going to bed. Nice
meeting you, Steph," he put out his hand, and I shook it, "Viens, Matt."
(C'mon, Matt.)

"Bye bye! Today was fun." Matt grinned at us.

They went out to the door, but Adrien stopped to look at Ben. Apparently
he'd decided to let out one more smart comment.

"By the way Ben, glad to see my little bro carrying a good-sized cock like
me." Ben face grew red again, and went to close the door on him. He locked
it as well.

"He never really misses a chance to embarrass me at certain moments," Ben
rubbed his face to stop it blushing, "Where were we? Ah yes, now I
remember." He took off his undies, went to turn off the lights and sat back
on my lap, and we continued where we had stopped before.


Once again, a special thanks to Sharon for the editing job!!!
Encore une fois un remerciement special a Francois pour le " betareading "
et pour la correction des textes francais !!! 
And finally once more, many thanks to a certain goat with sunglasses, CJames!


Discussion topic on GA can be found here through the link below.

http://www.gayauthors.org/forums/index.php?showtopic=5530

unpetitpoissonbleu@yahoo.ca
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