Date: Sat, 12 Mar 2005 18:09:53 -0800 (PST)
From: Ray Morales <fyiord@yahoo.com>
Subject: Plane Trip 4

Legal Stuff:
The author (that's me) retains the rights to and title to this story.

Note:
This story is fiction and is by no means depictive of the life of any
person, place or thing. It contains no penetrative sexual acts between
males YET and should only be read if it is legal to do so in your area.

Read at your own risk, okay. All names are made up and any similarities are
just dumb luck.

Guys, so far the story was from Jimmy's personal perspective so I figure
this time to let some light in on the Zack situation. No sex yet but bear
with me. We'll get there ;-) sooner or later. Thanks for the emails and
keep 'em coming. Keep me motivated 'coz I'm a lazy writer.

The Plane Trip
Chapter 4
By
Fjord

The boy couldn't sleep. His mother and father were fighting again, over
some silly things. It was probably because of his father's secretary
again. Ms. Johnson was this blond bombshell working for his father and from
the blow-by-blow account given by his mother, his father was accused of
fornicating with Ms. Johnson. It seemed that they didn't even care about
their son listening in to the soap opera they were 'acting' in. Frustrated
and plain angry at his parents, he reached for the phone and called his
best friend. He needed some peace and quiet... and love.

"Hello?" His friend's sleepy voice answered over the phone.

"Hi... They're fighting again..."

"Sorry dude... Wanna come over?"

"Yeah... I'll bring my school clothes... Sorry to wake you..."

"No problem, dude... You're always welcome," his best friend replied, "I'll
open the back door for you. If I'm already asleep just make sure I don't
wake up or you're never sleeping over again..."

"Thanks, dude...," the boys said, hung up the phone, smiled and said to
himself, "I'll see you later sleepyhead..." before eagerly jumping out of
his bed to pack his stuff for the illegal sleepover. He had been doing this
for quite a while that sometimes he didn't even call before coming over to
sleep at his best friend's house. His parents didn't notice or even if they
did, never once said anything to him.

His best friend came over to his house a few times already but his Mom just
left them to their own devices and didn't even seem to care. At least that
was how she appeared to be. That's why he preferred to go to his friend's
house. It felt like home there. The truth is, for him it was home.

**********

He locked the back door behind him before he moved slowly towards the
stairs towards his best friend's room. Everyone's already asleep,
apparently.

Once he got there, he opened the bedroom door as slowly and quietly as
possible but the tiny squeak was unavoidable as expected. They had tried
greasing it so many times with so many types of lubricant but none
worked. The squeak stayed but the door opened more easily now, at least.

His best friend was already asleep. The nightlight beside his bed gave
enough illumination to see the shape of a sleeping boy on the right side of
the double bed. The space next to the sleeping boy was empty, meant for
him, the late night intruder. He closed the bedroom door and dropped the
overnight bag silently to the floor as he went towards his reserved
sleeping slot.

As he slid under the warm covers, he sighed in contentment. His best friend
was already in deep sleep it seemed. He couldn't see the sleeping boy's
face but the messy brown hair is unmistakable. He wanted to ruffle his
fingers through the brown hair but decided not to as the action may wake
the sleeping boy up. However, his left hand had a mind of its own and was
already touching the soft brown hair before he could stop himself. He got
closer and took deep breaths to inhale the sweet smell of that beautiful
brown hair. His heart got caught in his throat as the brown haired boy
turned towards him. Thankfully, he had withdrawn his hand in quick reflex.

"Is that you?" the just awakened boy asked with his eyes opened in small
slits.

"Yeah, go back to sleep..."

"G'night..."

"G'night..."

"Sweet dreams..."

"Hehehe... fuck you..."

One of the boys giggled and soon both of them were giggling together
helplessly.

"Go to sleep..." The brown haired boy said finally as he turned away from
his best friend, still grinning.

And Zack is grinning to himself at the moment, reliving his memories of
childhood when his life was so much simpler and happiness was making his
best friend laugh. He holds the pillow tight to his chest and as morning
light filters into his semi closed eyes through the fluttering bedroom
windows curtains, he sighs loudly when he remembers that the brown haired
boy is thousands of miles away from him, probably jacking off over him, the
blond haired boy. He misses Jimmy so much but he knows that there is no
future between the two of them. There will never be 'Zack loves Jimmy' love
notes to pass around. He can't let Jimmy get hurt. Yeah, he knows he had
hurt Jimmy badly when he said he didn't feel anything for Jimmy but he had
to do it. He knows there was no way out, there was no hope for both of them
and that it was never gonna work out; it will never happen, fucking never!
He grits his teeth and his jaw tightens as he slowly controls his breathing
to calm himself down.

He doesn't want to think about it but somehow Zack's thoughts are being
clouded by the image of his Mom's face and thus the promise he had made and
the consequences of the breaking of it. Tears threaten to flow but Zack had
been well trained to smile through it all and he just smiles through the
pain. Even in pain his smile is beautiful. However, if anyone looks deep
inside his pretty blue eyes now, the coldness will send chills down the
spine. The burden that he is carrying has almost claimed all of his soul
except for the small tiny piece that defined his existence in this world;
the love that Jimmy still has for him. He knows that no matter what, Jimmy
will still love him. Zack believes that even if Jimmy finds another boy to
love and who will love him back, his heart still and will always belongs to
Zack. And that is enough reason for him to go on living.

Slowly, Zack closes his eyes and memories of the brown haired boy come
rushing in again and the pain in his heart just melts away. As he grips the
pillow tightly, almost crushing it, his eyes opens again and now in them,
there is blue fire for anyone to see.

**********

"Zachary, why don't you stay home today?" Mrs. Thomas asks her son at the
breakfast table.

"I'm meeting Laci at the mall," Zack answers without looking at his mother
but he can already see the satisfied smile on that hateful face.

"It's great that you two are a couple. Both of you look gorgeous together."

"Whatever..." Zack says so quietly that his mother can't even hear him. All
she sees is a silent nod of his head. The boy doesn't even look at his own
mother.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you and stop mumbling like an idiot. I
didn't raise you to be a fucking ungrateful homo... You think I don't
know...that little Zachary's heart is broken to little fucking pieces
because his fucking Jimmy's in New York... Well, face up to it, you
worthless fucking piece of shit... As long as I'm alive, you are going to
marry some lucky girl and make babies and carry the family name..."
Mrs. Thomas says harshly to her son, the words coming out of her mouth like
black, hateful and poisonous venom, meant to bring her son's tiny rebellion
to an end.

Zachary's hands hurt like hell as his nails dig into his flesh suppressing
the volcanic rage boiling inside him. His mother has his balls in her
beautifully manicured hands and she knows how to twist them to hurt
him. Together with his anger, however, is a feeling of dread. He has to
control his emotion or he will lose everything that he has in this world,
Jimmy. Therefore, he just keeps his head down studying the bread crumbs on
his breakfast plate as if his life depended on them.

"Sorry, mother," Zack finally says as he looks at his mother. Mrs. Thomas
smirks in response.

"Did your father call you last night?"

"No."

"Yes, he did. But you were on the cellphone with Jimmy..."

"Jimmy called me!"

"Well, you should've told him you were busy. I told you to stop seeing
him. You're just a spineless little shit, like your fucking father."

"Mother, I've gotta go," Zack says quickly and gets up to leave. He knows
if he stays in the house a bit longer his mother will pour even more
hateful words into his mind and soul and if his mother starts spitting her
venom towards Jimmy, he doesn't know if he can handle it right now.

"Yes, just leave your mother alone in the house. Like fucking father like
fucking son. Go fuck yourself. See if I care you selfish little tramp. This
is all your fucking father's fault. He and his fucking dick..."

Zack just ignores her usual rantings and runs up the stairs to his room. He
remembers not to slam the door shut. His mother will go to another level of
mad expletives if he did that.

He leans back on the door and slowly squats down to the floor with his head
in his hands. Tears are streaming down his cheeks and he keeps saying
quietly to himself one word that gives him strength and it works like
magic, every time. He slowly calms down and smiles to himself through the
tears.

******

He scans the mall, searching for hot looking boys and finally settling on
one black haired teen boy sucking on a lolli-pop. Their eyes meet and a
smile appears on the other boys face. He is hot and he knows it too. Zack
gasps as the boy pushes the lolli-pop against the inner side of his cheek
making it look like a dick being sucked. His penis throbs as the boy pulls
out the lolli-pop and points it towards Zack and then sucks it in
again. This boy will definitely put out for Zack if he goes for it.

"Hey, stud... did you miss me?" Laci's voice startles Zack that he almost
falls off the edge of the railing he is perched on. He loses eye contact
with the cute boy and as he regains his balance the other boy was gone,
probably scared off after seeing Laci talking to him. Laci is giggling at
him.

"Look what you've done. Pretty boy's gone...," Zack complains half
heartedly.

"Hey, if you want this relationship to work, you've gotta lay off the
strays okay," Laci says with a sad smile and pulls him down from his
sitting position. They hug each other like a normal teen couple.

"Hmmm, you smell nice," Zack says.

"You are such a flirt. Just because you're a handsome stud doesn't mean you
can get anyone you want..." Laci says before grimacing slightly, "...Ooops,
sorry." She realizes too late that she just brought Jimmy's presence into
their midst when she felt Zack's body stiffens.

"I miss him so much Laci," Zack whispers, suddenly feeling sad, "...I feel
like taking a plane trip to see him." Laci hugs him and rubs his back
affectionately. The agreement between him and Laci is to be a couple until
high school ends, no matter what. She knows about Zack's dilemma.

"But you won't...," Laci whispers back. Zack hugs her even more as he tries
to stop himself from sobbing.

"Come on, let's go to the food court. It's on me," Laci says as she
extricates herself from Zack's crushing hug. Ever since she knew about
Zack's situation with his family and the complicated relationship he has
with Jimmy, Laci has been very supportive. Zack is lucky to have a
trustworthy confidante in Laci. She was disappointed at first when she
found out that Zack wasn't interested in her but after being neighbors and
childhood friends for so many years and after witnessing the going-ons at
the Thomas household, Laci decided to help Zack in anyway she could.

****

Zack is looking at the soda in front of him and Laci is looking at Zack
looking at his soda. Several boys and girls at the food court are looking
unashamedly at them. Some looking at them out of curiosity and some out of
lust. The blond haired boy with the piercing blue eyes and attractive face
gets more attention from the onlookers though than the brunette girl. Just
a first look at Zack makes their heart beats a little faster.

"Why don't you tell Jimmy what you've told me? I'm sure he would
understand," Laci asks a question she's been asking for so many times.

"We've been through this, Laci. I know he would understand but knowing
Jimmy, he would probably bring his parents to talk to my mother. When that
happens, all hell will break loose. And you know that, Laci. You of all
people know what my mother is capable of," Zack replies almost harshly. But
Laci knows the frustration is not aimed at her.

"Why don't you just leave? Go somewhere far away from here," Laci suggests
lamely, repeating the same argument that she knows will always be shot down
by Zack.

Zack snorts derisively in response.

"Why don't we kill my mother instead?" Zack says sarcastically.

Laci sighs and lets her shoulders drop in resignation.


******

"Hey, Zack! Come in," Dr. Robert Protsky greets the tall blond good looking
teenager at his doorstep. "Haven't seen you in a while. If my wife didn't
tell me you're still around, I would've put you on the runaway list," he
adds with a wink, "How's your Mom doing?"

"She's fine. Can I go up and get some of my stuff in Jimmy's room?" Zack
asks politely, knowing full well that Jimmy's family is part of his life
already and that they would think it strange for him to ask such a
request. But without Jimmy around he feels a slight shy and awkward.

"Hey, what's going on Zack? You know you're always welcome in our house and
Jimmy's room too," says Dr. Robert Protsky, "You're not thinking of
ditching us are you?"

"Who's ditching us?" Mrs. Protsky asks after overhearing her husband last
few words at the foot of the stairs where she was just coming down from.

"Zack...," her husband replies while looking directly at Zack.

"Zack? This can't be true. After all the love we've showered on you. How
could you?" she says dramatically grabbing Zack on his shoulders and
looking intently at him. Zack can't stop himself from grinning. Jimmy's
parents are so cool. Sure, Jimmy's dad is always working but every free
time he had he was with his family. Jimmy's mom is so kind, loving and
funny too exactly the opposite of his own mother.

"Knock it off guys," Zack says with a barely suppressed chuckle, feeling
really embarrassed with the two, "Get out of my way..."

He pushes past the tag team he and Jimmy called The Protskies and runs up
the stairs with a grin on his face. He can hear their laughter when he
reaches the landing upstairs. He suddenly feels happier and at home, his
real home.

He opens the door to Jimmy's bedroom and sees a young boy sleeping on the
double bed. Grinning to himself, he closes the door quietly and slowly
tiptoes towards the unsuspecting sleeper until he reaches the edge of the
bed. As he moves to tickle the victim, Zack gasps in utter surprise as the
little boy suddenly screams and grabs his head to pull him
downwards. Adrenaline rushes through his body and his heart pounds even
faster as he mercilessly digs his fingers into the boy's soft and tickly
ribs. The boy struggles not to giggle but with the ministrations of Zack's
expert fingers he doesn't have a chance.

"Stop it! Stop it! I give up! I give up! Stop it! Stop it!" The younger boy
is now finally defeated but still struggling and Zack knows that the moment
he lets his concentration slip, the boy can run and indeed had got away
from him on previous occasions except when Jimmy was around. If Jimmy was
here... Shit, if Jimmy was here he would've tickled Zack until his brother
Kenny escaped. And then Zack would go after Jimmy's ticklish ribs with
Kenny riding on his back until all of them became a weakened heap of
giggling bodies on the bedroom floor.

"Not until you say you're sorry, you little shit! I almost died!" Zack
grunts at the obviously struggling but weakened kid. He grimaces as he just
realizes that he swore in front of the boy. Kenny just grins with
satisfaction. Zack digs his fingers in deeper into the boy's soft flesh.

"Gonna tell Mom you said shit! Stop it! Or I'll tell!" Kenny says quickly
before Zack started tickling him again.

Zack reluctantly stops his tickle attack on the boy and sits on the bed
next to him and says, "Fuck!" pauses, looks at the grinning ten-year-old
and continues with, "Oh, shit I did it again... And again..."

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna tell..."

"Thanks, Kenny... Good decision too 'coz otherwise you're never gonna get
out of here alive... Hehehe... Anyway, what are you doing in Jimmy's room?
You almost gave me a heart attack when you screamed..."

"I was playing Halo, and I heard you coming up and boy, I scared you so
bad... Yess! I'm gonna tell Jimmy," Kenny says and starts laughing again.

Zack lies down next to Kenny and a second later feel the boy's head on his
shoulder. He wraps his arm around the boy and they lie on the bed with
their eyes closed.

"I miss Jimmy," Kenny says quietly.

"Yeah, me too, Kenny."

"I miss you too... Why did you two fight? You love each other don't you?"
Kenny asks and Zack tenses up. He doesn't expect a kid like Kenny to
understand the concept of love between boys yet. Gosh, he doesn't even
understand it much himself. All that Zack knows is that Jimmy makes him
happy and he wants to spend as much time with him as possible where they
would be sleeping together at night and he would be snuggling close to
Jimmy's warm body, wanting to hold him closer and kiss his soft lips, and
wanting to make love to Jimmy's body. The thought makes his penis go semi
hard.

"Yeah, but friends who loves each other do have disagreements sometimes. It
doesn't mean I don't love Jimmy anymore. He's still my best friend," Zack
replies, hoping the line of questioning stops there.

"Then, why did you tell him you don't love him like he loves you? I know
you love him too."

Zack is shocked to say the least. Kenny had been eavesdropping when he and
Jimmy were having that intense argument yesterday. It is no wonder that he
is asking such intimate questions about him and Jimmy.

"You sneaky little..." Zack says, just managing to stop himself from
swearing again, "You were listening at the door yesterday..." He looks at
Kenny with a frown. The frown makes him look cuter.

"Mom was there too..." Kenny replies as he glances at Zack; as if that made
it okay.

"Oh, my God..." Zack says and groans as he covers his face with his
hands. "Your Mom heard it too...", he says to himself, wanting to disappear
from the face of the earth. This is not happening, he thinks. How is he
supposed to face Jimmy's Mom and Dad? Okay, she must be cool about it based
on Zack's meeting with her just now. Does Jimmy's Dad know too? Things are
going out of control and Zack can't do shit about anything.

"Mom says you're just afraid of Jimmy's love... She told Dad last night
that you love Jimmy too... Heheh...they thought I was asleep." Well, that
answers the Does-Dad-know-it-too? question.

"This is unbelievable," Zack says indignantly, "My God, you guys heard
everything yesterday..." He feels so helpless and that all his plans under
threat by the fact that Jimmy's family is now aware of what happened
between him and Jimmy. He doesn't want any of them to get hurt.

"Both of you were fighting so loud we couldn't help hearing... Anyway, Mom
says things will work out soon with Aunt Megan's help..."

"What?!"

"....Errmm," Kenny stammers and quickly closes his mouth. He looks at Jimmy
like a helpless little baby rabbit. He has just revealed something he had
promised not to tell. He fancies his chances to bolt and run before things
gets worse and he reveals more stuff.

"Don't you dare go anywhere..." Zack says as he grabs and pins down the
smaller boy, "I won't let you go until you tell me what is going to happen
in New York..."


TBC

If you like this story, please tell me at fyiord@yahoo.com. If you have any
constructive criticism, I'm all ears.

This is my third attempt. The other two are in High School, i.e. Heartache
(completed - Jan 31 2004) and Living In A Box (unfinished - Jul 19 2003) if
you haven't read them yet.