Date: Tue, 1 Apr 2014 15:05:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pixie Dust 8  (Revised)

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Pixie Dust - 8


Tanner loved the way Kyle was holding him close and tenderly kissing
him. The lust of their first encounter had given way to a gentleness that
Tanner liked even better. The only problem was that it was getting late.

"This is really nice," Tanner whispered softly. "But I'm gonna be in big
trouble if I don't head home, and I have to make sure my `rents don't find
out I got drunk."

"Wish you didn't have to go," Kyle said sadly.

"I know, but my mom still thinks I'm a baby." Tanner sighed, "She made
Megan promise she'd pick me up and I'd be in bed by twelve."

"Your folks aren't home?"

"No, they went into the city for the weekend and left Megan in charge."

"Call her and tell her the party is so good that some people are staying
over and you're invited."

"Megan would know that something's up, she'd ask a ton of questions until
she finally figured it out and then I'd be busted. Besides that, she'd hold
it over me forever. `Want me to tell mom and dad you got drunk at your very
first party ever?' I'd be her slave for years."

Kyle rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. "There's got to be
some way!"

Tanner reached for Kyle's hand and intertwined their fingers. It was
obvious neither wanted this to end.

"But if we COULD get Megan to help it'd be totally worth it."

"You don't know my sister. She'd never help."

Both boys were quiet for a few minutes then Kyle rolled onto his side and
looked at Tanner with a slight grin. "But, what if we could talk her into
helping?"

Tanner gave Kyle a wary look. "What do you mean `talk her into it?' What
have you got in mind?"

Kyle leaned closer and whispered in Tanner's ear.

"You're shitting me!" Tanner blurted out. "Do you think she did?"

"Swear to God!" Kyle giggled.

Tanner's smile grew until it was ear to ear. "Let's do it!"

* * * *

"You little dweeb! You're not going to blackmail me!" Megan shouted into
the phone. "I'm going to tell mom and dad you stayed out all night and
you'll be in so much trouble you won't be allowed to go to another party
all year."

Tanner and Kyle were holding the phone between them, listening to Tanner's
sister throw one threat after another at her brother.

"Yeah, you COULD do that. But remember what they say, a picture is worth a
thousand words," Tanner chuckled.

"How did you get it anyway?" Megan spat back. I only sent it to Jordan.

"He's a guy." Tanner laughed, "You send a nude selfie to a guy, he can't
help himself, he's got to show it to all his friends. It's like a law or
something." Both boys chuckled.

Kyle gave Tanner a playful smile. "Helps to have a couple of senior boys on
our team, huh?" he whispered.

Megan sputtered and sounded like she was trying to make up her mind. "Okay,
but this is a one time deal. You can stay at the party with your little
freshman butt wipes, but if I ever hear that you said one word about this
to anyone else your little sissy ass is mine."

Tanner and Kyle exchanged big smiles. "Okay, it's a deal. Pick me up at
Riley's house at ten tomorrow morning."

There was one last disgusted sigh from Tanner's sister. "I better not see
that picture around anyplace either!" She stormed, and then hung up.

"Did you really see a picture of my sister nude?" Tanner grinned.

"No. But I heard she and Jordan were really getting it on one night at
Kevin's place and I figured she was just enough of a slut to do something
like that. So I took a guess she might have sent him a selfie showing her
boobs or something."

Both boys couldn't believe the bluff had actually worked.

"So, I guess we better ask Riley if it's all right to stay over, huh?"
Tanner giggled.

"After what Dylan did to you I don't think he'll have a problem." Kyle
nodded.

Tanner playfully rolled over on top of Kyle and gave him a deep kiss. "How
about we ask him a little later?" he mumbled as he ground his crotch
against the boy he was starting to think of as more than just a friend.

Kyle grinned and laughed.

* * * *

The next morning was the awkward ride home when Megan picked him
up. Neither wanted to talk about the bargain they'd reached so Tanner could
spend the night at the party. Tanner didn't want questions that might lead
to some slip and her finding out he'd been drinking. Megan on the other
hand didn't want to hear anything more about the naked pictures of herself
that were apparently out where lots of people could see them. It was like
two sides in an evenly matched fight, nothing good would come of pushing
the other too far. So silence was the best option.

* * * *

It was two days later that the guilt set in. Tanner couldn't explain why
he'd been avoiding Kyle's phone calls, but ever since the party he'd been
embarrassed at the thought of talking with him. The uncomfortable feeling
had grown until it turned into something else, guilt.

Tanner had crawled into bed a good bit earlier than usual in the hope of
falling asleep and putting his growing worries aside. But, sleep hadn't
come. He tossed and turned for more than an hour. He had a growing
uneasiness that what he and Kyle had done the night of the party wasn't
right. He was glad Kyle had helped him when he was sick, but then the
touching, kissing, and the blowjobs, and finally sleeping together all
night? Tanner was confused by the direction that things were moving. After
another twenty minutes of no sleep, he finally crawled down from his bed,
picked up his phone, called Kristen and crawled back up to his bunk.

"Hey," he whispered the moment Kristen picked up.

"I wondered when you were going to call," she said softly, apparently not
surprised to get a call this late.

"You knew I'd call?"

"I heard about the party at Riley's. I also heard what Dylan did to you,
getting you drunk and all. Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Tanner said softly as he rolled into a little ball and pulled the
covers around himself.

It was quiet for a moment.

"I also heard something else," Kristen whispered.

"What?" Tanner felt a sudden queasiness in his stomach.

"About you and Kyle."

"Me and Kyle?" Tanner squeaked.

Kristen giggled softly. "Did you really spend the night with him?" There
wasn't a hint of judgment or accusation. If anything, there was just
concern.

Tanner didn't know if he could bring himself to answer her question even
though they'd been best friends for as long as either could
remember. "Kristen, I'm really confused," Tanner finally managed as tears
rolled down his cheeks.

In a soft voice, she said, "Let me guess. You guys did some stuff, and it
felt really good, but now you're not sure if you should have."

Tanner didn't know how Kristen always managed to figure things out so
fast. "We didn't do anything really bad," Tanner said somewhat
defensively. "But yeah, that's kind of what happened," his voice trailed
off.

"Nothing really bad? So I guess that means I can stop worrying about you
getting pregnant, huh?" she teased with a laugh.

Tanner couldn't hold back a giggle.

"So why are you feeling guilty?"

Tanner thought a moment and slowly tried to put his feelings into
words. "My dad always wanted a boy that played sports and did all the
things that boys do. But you know, I've always liked other kinds of
things. Maybe Megan's right, I really am a sissy."

"And now that you met Kyle, you're even more worried about that, and
confused, huh?" Kristen filled in the rest.

"Uh huh," Tanner whispered and crawled further under the covers.

"But, you really do like him, don't you?"

The tears started again. "Uh huh."

"It's okay, Tanner, you don't have to explain to your dad, or your mom, or
that nasty little bitch of a sister of yours what you feel or why you like
what you like. Just be yourself. You're perfect the way you are."

"Really?" Tanner sniffed.

"Really!" Kristen said firmly but tenderly.

"I'm so scared."

"I know," Kristen whispered, but there are lots of kids just like you.

Tanner let his best friend's words sink in, then he had another
thought. "Does everybody at school know about me and Kyle?"

Kristen giggled, "No not everyone, just the freshman class!"

"Oh God," Tanner sighed.

"Oh, stop it. Unless you two are going to start carrying on like Dylan and
Riley you don't have anything to worry about." Kristen laughed.

Tanner laughed. "Have I told you that Dylan isn't happy unless he gets
Riley to give him at least three blowjobs a day?"

"Eeeewww," Kristen giggled.

It was quiet for a moment.

"Kristen?"

"Yeah,"

"Thanks for being my friend." Tanner started crying again.

"Get some sleep, you sound exhausted."

"See you tomorrow," Tanner said tenderly and clicked off his phone.

* * * *

There was an awkward exchange in the hallway when Kyle stopped by Tanner's
locker at the start of the day. The words were nice enough, but both boys
seemed more uncertain and tentative than before the party. It was as if
each of them had something on their minds.

Tanner made the rounds of his classes but couldn't concentrate. All he
could think about was Kyle. By the time the lunch hour came around he was
practically a wreck.

Sitting in his usual spot, Tanner opened his sack lunch and scanned the
room. He knew Kyle would show up any minute. In fact it was a few minutes
into lunch when Kyle came through the door.

"Oh, crap," Tanner whispered to himself as Kyle headed his way.

"Hi, Tanner," Kyle's voice was soft, questioning, almost as if he was
testing the water.

"Hi"

"Do you mind if I sit down?"

Tanner shrugged, "Sure go ahead."

Kyle sat opposite Tanner and started to unpack his own lunch.

The two ate in silence for several long minutes.

"Okay. I can't take this," Kyle complained, "What the fuck's going on?"

Tanner shrunk back in his seat. He stared at Kyle and then just let it all
spill out. "My dad thinks I'm supposed to be this all jock athlete kind of
guy, my sister thinks I act like a girl and always calls me a sissy, and
now the only one who seems to care enough about me to take care of me when
I get in trouble is you."

"And the problem is?" Kyle teased gently.

"How should I know if I'm gay or not!" Tanner sobbed. He put his head down
on the table, covered it with his arms, and cried.

* * * *

Kyle quickly scooted around the end of the table and slid into the seat
next to Tanner. He looked around and decided putting his arms around the
boy wouldn't be such a good idea, right in the middle of school and all,
but he did lean close.

"Nobody's asking you to figure that out right now." Kyle whispered and
tried to reassure Tanner and calm him down. "Is this because you're sorry
we did stuff at the party?"

Tanner shook his head "no" but didn't lift it from under his arms.

"So what's the problem?"

Tanner's sobs slowed. He finally lifted his head and wiped his eyes. "I
don't want to let down my dad, or my mom, and I don't want Megan to say
`see, I told you so,' but most of all, I don't want to do anything to lose
you."

"You won't lose me, no matter what!" Kyle said firmly. He paused a moment,
leaned still closer and ever so softly whispered, "but if you want, when
you're ready, we can do whatever you want to do...even if it's like
boyfriends I mean. But only if you want."

Tanner turned his head and the boys stared into one another's eyes. "Do you
mean that?"

"Of course I mean it," Kyle gave Tanner a tender smile.

Tanner wiped the last of the tears from his eyes. He looked around the
room. "Well, what I want is for you to kiss me."

"What? Here? Now?" Kyle squeaked.

Tanner giggled and nodded "yes" but then quickly added, "I guess we
shouldn't."

"There's that corner in the freshman locker room." Kyle bet his eyes were
twinkling with mischief.

"We'd only have twenty minutes."

"Plenty of time!" Kyle laughed.

Seconds later the boys were hurrying through the halls.

* * * *

Two months had gone by since Tanner's melt down about the feelings he was
having for Kyle. As each day passed, he grew more confident that being with
Kyle felt not only right, but was meant to be. He became more relaxed and
more open.

There was some teasing at school for a while, but the gymnastics club guys
helped with that and soon it wasn't much of an issue. That is, until Tanner
made it huge by making an announcement to Kristen within the hearing of a
few of her girlfriends.

"Who's going to the Fall Festival dance?" One of the girls asked to no one
in particular. There were a few yes, no, and a few shrugs of the head.

Kristen turned to Tanner. "How about you?"

Tanner looked around the table, swallowed the bite of cookie in his mouth
and said, "Yeah, I've got someone in mind."

The girls all laughed and made comments, though it was obvious none of them
was sure who Tanner might be thinking about. Kristen turned and gave her
best friend a concerned look.

Tanner winked and immediately saw that Kristen had figured it out.

"Oh my God!" Kristen shrieked with happiness. "That's so cool!"

Tanner put a finger to his lips. "Shhhh." He winked again.

Tanner reached for his juice and tried to let his stomach settle. He
couldn't believe what he'd just done. Now all he had to do was convince
Kyle to be his date.