Date: Mon, 3 Jan 2005 04:03:24 EST
From: DomLuka@aol.com
Subject: The Log Way Chapter 11

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Chapter eleven: Something new

"This is a date?" I was still having trouble comprehending that, and I
think Aiden was getting tired of laughing at me, because he cocked his
head to the side and took on a serious expression.

"Don't you want it to be, Owen?"

"Well...I mean, yeah, if that's what it is, but when did you...how...what
about...you're gay? Really?"

Aiden went back to laughing then.

"You didn't know?" he asked.

"No one said anything," I shook my head, "and I didn't want to ask, I
mean...hey, how did you know I was?"

"You're sort of obvious." He shrugged, nonchalantly.

That revelation worried me.

"What do you mean?" I demanded.

"Not like that Owen." Aiden assured me, "It's not obvious unless you're
looking for it."

"You were looking for it?" I asked, finally regaining my smile.

Aiden blushed, and for some reason I took satisfaction in that.

"Well, yeah." He admitted, "Remember that day we were studying down at
your brother's club?" I nodded, "Well, I started noticing things then,
like the way you were looking at me," he laughed, "I thought you were
going to start drooling."

Now it was my turn to blush. I remember that day. I had caught myself
staring at Aiden more than once; I just never thought he'd noticed.
Aiden just smiled at the look on my face and touched my shoulder.

"But, that was just one thing." He smiled, "I sort of suspected it before
you even got here. When I helped Chris unpack your room, he mentioned
that you were coming because you had a falling out with your parents.
After what happened with Tony, I just figured, well...you know."

My smile faltered. So Aiden knew. He knew the reason why I was there. I
guess I should have known that he would have figured it out.

"So you always knew?" I asked.

Aiden's brow furrowed and he dropped his hand from my shoulder.

"I was pretty sure. I mean, when we were talking about Leo and Ben and
you mentioned gays, you said us, not, them. That's when I think I was
really sure, but before then I noticed things too, only..."

"What?" I asked.

"You weren't that easy to figure out, Aiden. I mean, I could see the way
that you would look at me, but at the same time, I figured that if you
were gay, you weren't interested."

I gaped at him. Me? Not interested? In Aiden? Me not interested in Aiden?
I'd like to know who the hell wouldn't be interested in Aiden.

"I was." I insisted, blushing because I sounded too eager. Aiden laughed
at me, and I took it down a notch. "I mean, I was interested, I just
thought...I didn't think you'd be interested."

"Me?" Aiden raised his eyebrows, "I don't think I could have been more
obvious. I mean, I've never got so many mixed signals from someone
before I met you."

"What do you mean?"

"Are you kidding?" Aiden laughed, "I'd get the feeling that you were
interested but every time I made it obvious how I felt, you wouldn't
respond. I thought you just weren't interested."

"How did you make it obvious?" I all but demanded. I really wanted to
know. Although, in the back of my mind I thought that it really didn't
matter. Aiden was gay. Aiden liked me. I wanted to kiss him again. I
wondered if I was allowed to do that now.

"When we went camping I practically spelled out how I felt." Aiden
explained, "You don't think I would climb in your sleeping bag because
of a little rain, do you? I just saw the opportunity and took it. I
thought you were going to kiss me then, but when you didn't, I figured
you weren't interested. But then, when you wanted to go with me instead
of hang out with those girls, I thought I'd try again."

"Wait." I frowned, "that's what all that on the camping trip was about?
That's why you climbed into bed with me and grabbed my dick? You we're
trying to...to what? Seduce me?"

"Well, when you put it like that..." Aiden giggled.

"Why didn't you just say something?" I demanded.

"I don't know." he shrugged, "To be honest, I've never had to make the
first move before. But when that didn't work, I figured I'd try
anyways. I mean, I took my clothes off and jumped into ice water... After
I practically waved my ass in your face, by the way." Actually, if I
remember correctly, he had literally done that. " I guess I kinda sound
like a slut, huh? He laughed. "I swear I'm not. I just couldn't get you
to take a hint. That's why I decided to spell it out for you
tonight...are you okay with this, Owen?"

Was I okay? I think I was still in shock. I mean, looking back, I guess
the signals were there. Maybe I was too busy convincing myself that it
would never happen to see them clearly. Or maybe I was the dumbest person
I knew. But Aiden liked me. Aiden liked me. Aiden kissed me. Aiden.

"I'm okay." I replied. "Um...you just surprised me."

"But...you said you want it be a date."

I finally gathered myself enough to face him.

"Yeah." I said, "If that's what this is...like I said, I'm surprised,
but there's no one else I'd rather be with right now. I just always
thought...I mean, I figured when I did have my first date, I'd know I was
on one."

Aiden laughed and then leaned closer. He was in perfect kissing distance,
all I would have to do is lean forward and touch his lips with mine, but
instead I just looked at him, reveling in the way his breath felt on my
cheek. His eyes were locked onto mine and I swear I couldn't help
blushing again when his mouth turned up in a small smile.

"So," he smirked, "do you think I'll get a second date?"

"I don't know." I replied, "I think we still need to get some of that
awkwardness out of the way."

Aiden cocked his head, but before he could figure out what I was talking
about I leaned in and covered his mouth with mine. I had wanted to do
that since I first met him. And, unlike the first kiss, both of us were
responsive, and it turned into something more than innocent. If I was
going to kiss Aiden, it sure as hell wasn't going to be like kissing my
grandmother.

I ran my hand up his neck and through his hair. I nibbled his bottom lip
and he swept his tongue over my top one. I took the incentive and opened
for him as he cupped the back of my head and pulled me closer. Our
tongues finally met, but rather than dueling, we seemed to be in perfect
sync with each other, and the longer we sat there, the deeper the kiss
became, neither one of us wanting to break it.

Aiden's hand moved under my jacket and onto my chest, but I still felt
like I wanted him to be closer, so I wrapped an arm around him until he
was practically in my coat with me. Both of his arms ended up around me,
and his hands slipped up the back of my shirt, onto my skin. His fingers
were ice cold and sent a shiver through me, but I swear I had never felt
so good.

I had forgotten how much fun making out could be. But, about the time I
felt like my erection was going to break the seam line of my jeans, Aiden
pulled back and rested his forehead against mine, we were both flushed
and breathing heavily by then. He lifted his hand to my face and brushed
his thumb over my lips, tracing the smile I'm sure that was there.

"As much as I'd love to continue this, I wouldn't be a very good date
if I kept you out any later, with you having to get up so early." Damn if
I wasn't about ready to take a sick day tomorrow. But I knew that Aiden
was right. I had promised to meet Ryan in the morning before school, and
on top of that, I was starting my new job with Jake tomorrow. It would
help to at least get a few hours of sleep.

After releasing the breath I had been holding, I pried myself away from
him and helped him to his feet. Besides, I wasn't sure that moving so
fast was a good idea. Somehow, I had a feeling that being with Aiden was
going to be a lot different than sneaking around with Dan. Some aspects
of that scared me.

My hormones might have been demanding one thing, but I had learned how
things could escalate too quickly, once before with Dan. I wasn't ready
to repeat my mistake with Aiden, especially since I seemed to be
completely in lust with him, and I could see things getting out of hand
pretty easily if we let it. And I certainly wanted to let it. But I also
wanted to make sure that if we did do anything, that the timing would
feel right. I was still to shocked to make that judgment call, I thought.

I had to turn to adjust myself, but was satisfied when Aiden did the same
thing. We took our time cleaning up; laughing at ourselves over the
lingering looks we gave each other.

Before we got back into the truck, Aiden cornered me at the tailgate and
we were kissing again, but pulled away when neither of us could control
the urge to grind our crotches together. I ended up driving this time,
and we held hands the whole way home.

When we parked in front of the apartments, I found that I didn't even
want to let go of Aiden's hand to get out of the truck, but I did
anyways. Of course, I was reluctant about it. Aiden seemed to feel the
same way, because as soon as we were out of the truck he had my hand
again, and I walked him to his door. Aiden dropped the duffle bag at his
feet and then turned to me, grabbing my shirt and pulling me against him
as I pushed him back against the wall, pinning him in with both of my
arms. I kissed him again, but this time slower and softer. He smiled at
me when I pulled back.

"Leo's driving tomorrow." He said, "I'll see you then?"

I grimaced.

"I can't." I sighed, "I've gotta take my truck, I start work tomorrow
after school."

Aiden groaned and then pulled me to him.

"Maybe I'll see you later then." He sighed. I nodded into his neck and
then pulled back. He pressed his lips to mine only briefly and then
pulled back and reached for his door, looking back over his shoulder long
enough to say, "Goodnight."

I wasn't sure how long I just stood there before I finally headed
upstairs, but I was on cloud nine the whole way. I was shocked to see
that it was almost two o'clock in the morning, but despite the excitement
I was feeling, and after watching my large load of come run down the
shower drain, I fell asleep easier than ever.

..................

In spite of only a few hours of sleep, I felt energized working out with
Ryan. He commented on my good mood a few times, but I didn't tell him
the reason for it. I began to realize that although Aiden and I had
gotten together in a sense, I still wasn't out, and for that matter, I
didn't know if Aiden was either. And if he was out to some people, I
wasn't sure who they were, although I had an idea who the likely people
would be, and they included Ryan.

I wondered if anything would be different between Aiden and I when we
were with our friends, but I never got to the chance to find out that
morning. By the time I finished with my shower and left to school, Aiden
had already left with Leo and Ryan.

After two hours of sleep the night before and a strenuous workout that
morning, I was lucky I didn't fall asleep in class. Somehow though, I
managed to keep up with my work even with thoughts of Aiden running
through my mind. Last night had happened so fast, I couldn't help
wondering if it was some sort of fluke.

By the time lunch came around, I was dying to see Aiden, if only for a
few minutes. Maybe it was some sort of teenage insecurities, but I felt
like I needed him to tell me that last night hadn't been a mistake. I had
kissed him right in front of our building for Christ sake! Anyone could
have seen it. It's not necessarily that I cared, but I realized that I
would have never done that with Dan. Sure, the circumstances were
different then, but still, I had never been as serious about anyone as I
was about Aiden, and I had only met him less than two weeks ago. I just
really wanted to see him.

Unfortunately, I didn't see Aiden at all, not even in the halls. More of
those teenage insecurities surfaced and the thought that Aiden was
avoiding me popped into my head, but I quickly brushed it off before I
drove myself crazy. I had to rely on Adam and Shane's usual bantering to
get me through lunch.

Gym was a little easier, I was more than happy to find that Dennis Gordon
was avoiding me like the plague. I'm sure he told several people that
his trusty fist inflicted the new black eye I was sporting, so he was
back on top of the totem pole and the natural order was restored.
Whatever. At least Ryan kept me entertained. He also made sure I made it
through gym class without passing out; I was so tired by then.

I made it through the rest of the day as best as I could, and although I
never did see Aiden, I got my second wind when school ended and I headed
to my new job. It was a new apartment complex and Jake's company was
doing the whole thing. No one was living in the new units we were
painting yet, so the job seemed fairly easy. Jake was there when I
arrived and after assigning me a blue jumpsuit he showed me the ropes.

I would be part of the crew working nights, and I was pleased to hear
that we got paid a little extra. Jake would even be there a few hours
every day working with us before he went to the bar, and when he left it
would be four older guys and me. Our job was to go in and finish up
whatever the day crew didn't. There wasn't much to it, painting was
painting, and I seemed to get right into it.

Around six o'clock Jake stuck his head into the bedroom I was working on
and waved me over. I put down my equipment and followed him out to the
apartment balcony where he smiled and handed me a soda.

"How are you doing?" he asked.

"You tell me, boss." I smirked.

"You're doing just fine." He laughed, "I just wanted to let you know
I've gotta get going, I work at the club tonight. But, I'm sure you'll
be fine on your own; just don't let the other guys give you any trouble.
And, make sure you leave no later than eight, if I keep you too late
I'll end up on your brother's bad side."

"Which brother?" I teased, earning me an elbow in the ribs.

"So, how did it go with Aiden last night?" Jake retorted, matching the
teasing that had been in my voice. I spewed a mouthful of soda all over
the porch and Jake cracked up while I turned to him, wide eyed.

"You knew about that?" I demanded.

"Aiden came to me for advice." Jake shrugged, "I believe he said that he
wanted to do something romantic that didn't involve crowds, you met
Shelly?" I nodded, "She's my aunt."

I groaned and took another drink. It almost seemed like everyone in this
town was in some way connected. But, I was sort of touched that Aiden
would talk to someone to plan our date, and it put some earlier concerns
to rest, and now I knew that he was out to Jake, and apparently, I was
too.

"So how did it go?" Jake asked.

"Well," I smiled, "I guess it went alright...if you take out the fact that
I had no idea we were on a date until he kissed me."

Jake started laughing again.

"You didn't know? How could you not know?"

"Look who's talking." I retorted, "You want to tell me how things are
going with you and Tony?"

That shut Jake up and he blushed a little, but he couldn't hide his
smile.

"Good." He said softly, "Really good."

I grinned at him. Since the party at the club I hadn't seen Tony at all.
He was sleeping in that morning, and had gone to bed before I got home
the night before. He must have been too tired to wait up, and now I knew
that it must have been because of Jake. I was happy for them. Tony and
Jake deserved each other, and somehow knowing that my brother and I had
found someone special at the same time, made it that much better.

Cause now I had Aiden. At least, I was pretty sure I did. Maybe I hadn't
heard from him all day, but last night was real. It had to have been. I
would accept nothing less. I could still feel the tingle of Aiden's
lips, the taste of his tongue in my mouth and his fingers on my back.
God, I couldn't wait to see him again.

"You know, that wasn't nice, what you did at the club." Jake remarked,
snapping me out of my thoughts.

I thought back to the club when I shoved Jake into Tony and I laughed,
mostly because the smile on his face said that he wasn't angry about it.

"Oh, that." I shrugged, "well someone had to do it. And, I don't see you
complaining either." Jake laughed as I dropped my soda can in the garbage
and moved past him. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'd better get back to
work, I hear my new boss is a real hard ass."

My workday seemed to creep by after Jake left. The other guys weren't
exactly talkative, but they were all older than even Jake, and I didn't
have much in common with them anyways. When I left at eight I truly was
tired. I also had paint staining my hands, and even a few splotches in my
hair - don't ask how that happened, I couldn't tell you.

I made it home no later than twenty minutes after eight, moving like a
zombie up the stairs. When I walked inside, my exhaustion was replaced by
hunger as soon as the scent of roasted chicken hit my nostrils. Tony and
I usually had dinner earlier, but I should have known that he'd wait for
me. It had become somewhat of a tradition. Chris was rarely there, but
Tony and I always ended up having dinner at the table.

"Back here, Owen." Tony called from the kitchen when he heard me come in.
I dropped my backpack by the door and headed back to the kitchen where
Tony was over the counter, slicing the bread. He started speaking before
he turned to look at me. "How was your first day of work? I know you went
to Ryan's this morning, and seeing how you didn't get in until after I
went to bed last night I figure you must be tired...What the fuck happened
to you?"

I took a step back, confused at his tone as I looked down over my
clothes, wondering what he was talking about, but then I remembered the
bruise on my face and my fingers absently went to touch it.

"Oh, this," I sighed, remembering that neither of my brothers had seen
it. Jake had commented on it earlier, but didn't make a big deal about
it.

"Yeah, that." Tony shook his head, "did that happen today?"

"Last night." I sighed, tiredly dropping into a seat at the kitchen
table, "It was at the dance. Dennis Gordon sort of cornered me in the
bathroom." I could see Tony getting angry so I quickly continued, "But
I'm fine, I didn't even hit him back, honest."

"Why the hell not?"

I stared at my brother's serious expression and couldn't help it, I
cracked up laughing.

"Owen!" he frowned as he poured a glass of juice and placed it in front
of me.

"I'm sorry, Tony," I sighed, "It's just that, I never figured you for
the type to encourage me to go out fighting. But I am okay, really. We
talked it out, and it's over. End of story."

"You and Dennis Gordon talked?" He asked incredulously.

"Well, I did most of the talking...actually, all of it really. I told him
that I'd let his shit go this time, but next time I wasn't making any
promises. I just don't need any more suspensions, you know?"

Tony gave me a small smile, obviously satisfied that I was all right, and
then he patted my shoulder.

"And for the record Owen, I wasn't trying to encourage you to fight. But
there is such a thing as self-defense, and from the look of your face,
you probably could have used it. At least, you could have ducked." I shot
my brother a glare at his teasing tone and he just smirked, "Why don't
you go ahead and grab a shower. You have paint in your hair. We can talk
over dinner."

"Thanks Tony."

I was relieved to take my shower, it had been such a long day that the
water felt particularly good. I was just glad that I didn't have any
homework to top it all off. I knew that as long as I didn't have any
more late nights, I would be able to handle everything and work too.

Half way through dinner with my brother, Tony looked up at me with an
amused expression on his face.

"You look like you're about to fall asleep in your food." He remarked.

"Sorry Tony, I guess I was out too late last night, but I've got
everything under control."

"I know you do." he smiled. "But the dance was over at ten. You went out
with Aiden, right?"

I hesitated, unsure of how much I was ready to tell Tony about last
night.

"Hmm-hmm." I hummed, staring down at my plate.

"And did you have fun?"

There was something suspicious in Tony's voice that caused my eyes to
snap up to him, and that wicked grin on his face told me just about
everything I needed to know.

"You knew?" I demanded. Tony started laughing. "Damn it, did everyone
know I was going on a date except me?" he laughed even harder, "You know,
you could have told me that he was gay."

"It wasn't my place." Tony shrugged, "And in case you're wondering, I
didn't say anything to Aiden about you either."

"I know you didn't."

"I had a feeling about you two." Tony smiled, "Actually, before we even
knew you were gay, Chris and I used to talk about how well you and Aiden
would get along as just friends. You weren't even here then...so you like
him, right? Don't give me any more of that, `we're just friends'
bullshit."

"I like him." I admitted, although I'm sure the goofy smile on my face
was answer enough. The smile faded though, and I looked at Tony more
seriously, "It's just new to me, you know? Last night was the first
time..." I took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. Suddenly being
tired was not doing much for my emotions. Tony reached across the table
and took my hand.

"First time, what?" he asked gently.

"I'd never even kissed another guy besides Dan." I sighed. "I think I'm
feeling a little...I don't know."

"Guilty?"

"Yeah." I nodded, "but sort of confused too. Dan wasn't even my
boyfriend, Tony."

"That doesn't make the friendship you had with him any less special,
Owe. He was the only one you were `out' to, the only one you could talk
to. I know it was hard for you. I'm glad you had someone special like
Dan to talk to, and I'm really sorry for what happened to him."

"But Aiden...I really like him, Tony. I hardly know him, but when I'm
with him, it feels so different from when I was with Dan. I know it's
only been one night, but I really don't want to mess things up, you
know? And it really sucks because I know Aiden likes me, but I don't
know how he really feels about me. It doesn't exactly help that I
haven't seen him at all today. It's driving me nuts."

Tony laughed and then stifled it when I shot him a look.

"Believe it or not Owen, I know how you feel. The waiting part sucks.
But, I don't think you have to worry about how Aiden feels about you.
I've known him for a while. He doesn't waste time on people who don't
mean something to him."

I thought about that for a minute. Aiden had made an effort to get to
know me since we first met. Actually, he had probably made more of one
than I had. The `date' had also been his idea, obviously, considering I
knew nothing about it before he made it painfully clear. Tony was right.
The waiting to hear from him sucked.

I briefly thought of going downstairs to say hi. Considering he lived
directly under us, it wouldn't be that hard to do. But, I really didn't
want to go down there without an invitation, not when I knew that there
was some sort of problem between Aiden and his mother. I really didn't
want to bother him either. It occurred to me that I didn't even have
Aiden's phone number. I would have to make a point to ask him for it.
But not tonight.

I was asleep before my head hit the pillow that night. I was not at all
surprised.

.........

My eyes were heavy, but while I was half asleep, I had a slight sense of
consciousness. Something had brought me out of my sleep but it wasn't my
alarm clock. The alarm clock meant it was time to wake up. Other things
meant I could keep sleeping.

I debated on whether or not to open my eyes. The last thing I wanted was
to see the clock, especially if it said that my alarm would be going off
any minute and I woke up a few minutes early. I was so tired.

But then when I moved my hand to scratch my stomach something caught my
attention. There was an arm there, an arm that wasn't mine. Actually,
there was an entire body that wasn't mine, snugly pressed against me. I
decided to open my eyes.

When I saw Aiden next to me, stripped down to his boxers with his arm
draped over me and his eyes closed, I was more than a little surprised,
but definitely happy about it. Another surprise came when I looked at the
clock and saw that it was only a little after eleven. I still had
practically all night to sleep! More good news.

I turned a little, to better face Aiden, wondering why he was there. I
knew that he showed up at night sometimes, we had already established
that, but him showing up in my bed just made me happy. I had gone all day
without seeing him, and although I couldn't talk to him, I at least had
the rest of the night to hold him. And I was so tired anyways, that just
holding him sounded perfect.

I was just about to close my eyes again and drift back to sleep when his
fingers moved over my stomach and I realized his eyes were open. In an
immediate reaction my lips curled into a tired smile.

"Hi." I whispered.

"Hey." He lifted his hand to my face and lightly touched my bruise before
tracing the dark circles under my eyes with his thumb. "I came by
earlier, but you were already asleep. I decided to stay over, I hope you
don't mind."

He knew I didn't mind.

"As long as you're sleeping in here and not out there." I yawned.

Aiden smiled and snuggled closer, wrapping his arm around me more
securely, and I wove mine through his and slowly rubbed his back as our
lips met. I had wanted to kiss him again since I walked him to his door
the night before, but unfortunately, the moment I closed my eyes I was
drifting back to sleep. When I realized what was happening I forced my
eyes open again and found Aiden smiling at me.

He cradled the back of my head and pulled me to him until my face nestled
in the crook of his neck and I took in a deep breath, inhaling his scent.
When I let my breath out I felt him shiver as it hit his skin and I found
myself gently kissing him there as our bodies pressed together from our
chests to our groins. We were both soft, and I doubted I would be getting
hard anytime soon, but it still felt nice. Aiden kissed the top of my
head and then whispered, "Go back to sleep, baby."

And I obediently did what I was told, only taking a second to notice the
endearment attached to his order. And I slept incredibly well that night.
But, that could also do with the fact that I got two extra hours of
sleep. My alarm went off at six thirty instead of four thirty, and when I
realized it, I shut off the alarm and jumped out of bed with a start,
alarming Aiden.

"Shit," I grimaced, "I was supposed to meet Ryan, I must have set the
alarm for the wrong time..."

"Owen." I turned to face him, unwittingly placing my tented boxers and
morning erection at his eye level. I cursed again and started to turn
away, blushing, but Aiden laughed and grabbed my hips, holding me where I
was. "Relax. I changed the time on your alarm." Before I could ask any
questions, he went on to explain, "I saw Ryan last night. That's one of
the reasons why I came over here. He's sick, said he wouldn't be up for
your workout."

"He seemed fine yesterday."

"He wasn't when I saw him." Aiden shrugged.

"Oh." I was looking down at Aiden, comprehending what he was saying but
not really paying attention to it. His hands were digging into my hips
and he was looking directly at the tent in my shorts, which seemed to
have doubled in size in the last few seconds. "You said one of the
reasons. What was the other..." my breath caught as he brought his hand
around and lightly, but deliberately rubbed over my erection and looked
up at me from under his eyelids. "Uh...I think we should let
things...happen naturally." God, my knees were about to give out on me.

"This feels sort of natural to me." his voice sounded low and husky. I
had to force myself to keep from jumping him right then.

But when he hooked his fingers in my shorts I suddenly covered his hands
with mine, wondering if we should really be doing this, it seemed to be
happening so fast, not to mention we would end up being late for school.

"Aiden..."

He didn't give me time to argue. Not that I would have put up much of an
argument. He pulled me forward and planted a soft kiss on my stomach, and
then another. His lips were just softly fluttering around my belly
button, but it was driving me crazy, partly because I was ticklish and
partly because there was something strangely erotic about it.

When his tongue flicked out against my navel I hissed in a breath,
squirming slightly when it dipped into my belly button, but I couldn't
move far with his hands on my hips, his fingers stretching around and
digging into my ass.

Aiden glanced up at me, his dark eyes seemed glazed over as he pushed his
tongue into a firm point and deliberately licked a line down my body,
along the thin line of hair trailing from my navel, into my boxers. I
just stared down at him, as he continued his descent, over the elastic
band of my thin shorts, his tongue stopping at the head of my erection,
where a visible wet spot of pre-come was visible through the white
material.

I inadvertently thrust my hips forward and Aiden took advantage of it.
His hands slid around and he cupped the globes of my ass firmly in each
one, pulling me closer as he suddenly buried his nose against my
erection, his mouth opening and closing over the material of my boxers,
and he took in a deep breath. He was smelling me! Smelling me. I don't
think anyone had ever done that before. I mean, I loved to smell Aiden. I
loved that smell that was uniquely him, but now he was smelling
me...intimately. I can't tell you how much that turned me on. If it were
possible, my cock would have doubled in size just from the feel of his
breath sucking in and releasing around my groin, his nose brushing back
and forth against my inflamed cock.

I brought my hands up and buried my fingers in his hair, messing it,
massaging his scalp as I closed my eyes and bit back a small moan. I felt
his hands move up and my eyes snapped open as his finger hooked in my
boxers and he pulled them down, over my butt. His hands gripped me again,
his fingers burrowing in the cleft of my ass and prompting me to thrust
forward again. His mouth opened and closed over the head of my cock and I
could feel the wetness and warmth of his mouth through the material and
my knees felt shaky again.

I felt myself falling forward, but then I realized that I wasn't
falling, I was being pulled. I lost sense of all direction as Aiden
pulled me around until he was standing in front of me and my back was
facing the bed. He stood up straight against me, grinding the hard bulge
in his boxers against my erection.

My lips parted as his mouth came over mine and I heard myself
pathetically whimper when he thrust his tongue into my mouth. I pushed my
hips forward again and wrapped my arms around him as he squeezed my ass,
but when I reached for his boxers he suddenly pushed me back on the bed
and stretched his body over mine, our legs dangling off the edge and
intertwined.

I groaned into his mouth as he thrust his erection hard against mine,
sending a jolt of pleasure through my cock along with a twang of pain
that I could feel in my balls. I reached around him and took hold of his
firm, round ass, pulling his hips forward and grinding him into me.

I wanted to touch him so bad just then, but he suddenly gripped my wrists
and pulled them to my sides as he tore his mouth from mine and buried his
face him my neck, nipping and suckling the skin of my throat until I was
forced to tilt my head back, and as he pulled my earlobe between his
teeth I leaned into him, my chest heaving with heavy breathing.

When Aiden finally released my wrists I wrapped my arms around him again
and all but demanded his lips, I kissed him hard, and this time tongues
seemed to be everywhere, aggressively as we kissed and his hands moved
over my chest. I jumped as he flicked his thumbs over my nipples and I
arched up into him, but the contact was gone too soon as he continued to
move his fingers downwards, hooking into my boxers and guiding the
material over my throbbing member. When he wrapped his long fingers
around my erection and squeezed, my entire body arched up and he broke
away from the kiss, his mouth moving directly to my nipple, his tongue
flicking over it until it became a hard bead and then he moved onto the
next one.

I moved my hands to his head, gripping his hair and holding his mouth to
my chest, as his hand slowly began to stroke my erection, smearing the
pool or pre-come up and down the length of my shaft.

"Aiden..." I rasped out, hardly recognizing my own voice, "if you keep
doing that, I'm gonna come."

Aiden only sucked my nipple harder. Obviously, me coming was the point.
When he moved his hand down and cupped my balls, rolling them with his
fingers I lurched under him again, swallowing another moan. For a second
I thought I was going to shoot right there, but then Aiden pulled away
completely.

I started to sit up, the loss of his body so close to mine immediately
upsetting, but when he suddenly grabbed my hips and his mouth came down
over my cock I fell back on my elbows, gasping, as he seemed to swallow
me hole. My ass came up off the bed and his tongue swirled over the
underside of my shaft and I felt his throat tighten around me. I let my
head fall back and my hand found his head again, cupping the back of it
and unwittingly pushing him down, and then, in what seemed like a
blinding flash of white light my whole body jolted and I spent myself in
his mouth.

I shut my eyes tight, concentrating on my breathing as my body came down
from the trembling orgasm, and when I felt Aiden's body over me again,
his thigh pressing against my deflating member and his erection pressing
against my stomach I opened them again, just in time to see his sly
smile, before he leaned down and kissed me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him slowly. I could taste
the salty flavor of myself in his mouth, on his tongue, and I could feel
him shaking, from holding himself above me. The need to touch him was
back and I ran my hands over his strong shoulders and then under his
arms, through the soft patches of hair there. He shivered with the
contact and then jumped as I moved my hands down and my fingers brushed
against his nipples. When I reached down and cupped his erection through
his underwear he leaned into my hand for only a moment before reaching
for my hand and bringing it back to his chest.

I pulled away from the kiss to see what he was thinking, but he just
pressed my hand to his chest and smiled.

"We're already late for school." he murmured.

"So lets be really late." I smirked, contradicting my earlier thoughts.

He laughed and pushed off of me to get up.

"Later." He promised.

I kicked the boxers that were around my ankles off and watched as he
pulled on the jeans he had left on my floor. I was really confused. I
wanted to make him feel good too. I felt like I should at least
reciprocate.

"Are you sure?" I asked. "You don't want me to...um..."

He turned back to me and grinned as he wrapped his arms around me,
pulling me close.

"Oh, I want you to. "He assured me, "But we're already late and I
probably shouldn't have started anything now anyways. But damn, I've
been wanting to do that to you since I came in here last night...I missed
you yesterday."

I smiled and lifted my hand to cup his face, pleased when he leaned into
me and kissed my palm.

"Me too." I replied.

He leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to my lips before he suddenly
stepped back, looking like he was trying to compose himself. I laughed at
the forlorn expression on his face when he looked my body up and down.

"Damn it, I'm gonna be horny all day." He remarked, before he grabbed up
his shirt and went out the door barefoot. I laughed as I followed, opened
my door and peered down the hall, where he was heading to the front door.

"Hey," I called, "Meet me downstairs in twenty minutes, I'll drive you
to school."

He smiled back at me and then he was gone, leaving me to get ready for
the day. By the time we met downstairs to go to school we had both
showered and changed. The minute I started the truck Aiden was looking at
me with a sly smile on his face, making me blush.

"You have to work tonight, right?" he asked, as if he weren't driving me
the least bit crazy with those lecherous gazes.

"Um, yeah."

"Me too." he sighed, "When's your next day off?"

"Friday."

"Do you want to do something?"

I glanced sideways at him and smiled.

"Yeah, but if you want to sneak into my room any time before then, I
won't mind."

"Watch the road." He laughed.

I wished that it were a longer drive to school, I wasn't looking forward
to spending another day without Aiden, but to my surprise we weren't
late at all, but about fifteen minutes early. We walked in together,
sharing knowing looks the whole way. When we came to my locker Aiden
brushed against my shoulder and then started to step away. I raised my
eyebrow at him.

"See you at lunch?" he asked.

"Sure." I smiled, "you off already?"

He held up a piece of paper.

"I promised Ryan's mom I'd get his homework for him." Aiden explained,
"If I hurry I can get most of it before first period."

I held out my hand and he showed me the list of classes, I took it from
him, and then much to his surprise, I tore the bottom half off and pushed
it into my pocket before giving him the top half.

"There." I said, "Now you can get it all."

Aiden flashed me a sexy smile and then without another word he walked
away. I got what I needed from my locker and then took my half of Ryan's
list, collecting homework for him before my first class. I was surprised
at how much homework Ryan seemed to have, and I was only picking up half
of it. So honestly, I wasn't sure if I was doing him a favor or not.

My day was nothing like the day before. I was awake and alert in my
classes, and I swear there was a constant smile plastered to my face. I
chatted through English with Lacy, who had switched seats with the girl
who usually sat near me. I was surprised by the move, although she had
been friendly with me the day before. But now it seemed like we would be
friends, and I liked the idea, especially after getting to know her at
the dance.

And unlike the day before, I saw Aiden in the halls. We didn't have much
time to talk, but I all but melted every time he smiled at me. That could
have been because I was still reeling from the experience we had shared
that morning. And Aiden seemed equally phased by it. His face lit up
every time he saw me, and each time we'd pass we'd give each other
playful bumps or a pat on the shoulder, any excuse for contact.

And then lunch came. I met Adam and Shane under the oak tree as usual,
hoping that Aiden would come by. For a few minutes I thought he wasn't
going to show, but when he appeared under the tree carrying a tray full
of food I smiled and moved my bag so he could sit near me. He didn't
hesitate to accept the offered seat. He placed his camera next to him and
after I handed over all of Ryan's homework he dug into his food while I
continued to eat mine. But Adam and Shane were obviously surprised he was
there, and Adam spoke up.

"So...where's my sister, Aiden?" Adam asked almost hesitantly, "I mean,
don't you usually eat with her?"

I was also curious about Janie. I wasn't sure I could handle another
episode of her making herself comfortable on Aiden's lap. Especially
after everything that had happened over the weekend. Maybe Aiden and I
hadn't made any sort of a commitment to each other, and it wasn't like
he was my boyfriend, but I could see myself getting jealous anyway.

"I'm not sure where she is." Aiden shrugged, and then quickly turned to
me, purposely avoiding the inquisitive look that Adam was giving him,
"Thanks for helping me pick up Ryan's homework."

"No problem." I smiled, suddenly having to resist an urge to reach for
his hand.

Adam didn't pay attention to Aiden's attempt to ignore him.

"Dude, you guys are fighting, aren't you?" Adam asked.

I saw a dark look cross Aiden's face before he forced a smile and looked
back at Adam.

"Everything's fine Adam. I just thought I'd hang out with you guys
today. That's not a problem, is it?"

"No, of course not." Adam shrugged, "You just never really have before.
Had lunch with us, I mean. And, Janie's been an A-class bitch ever since
she came home from the dance. It isn't that hard to figure out something
is wrong with you two."

"Don't call your sister a bitch." Aiden replied, there was an edge to
his voice that I didn't recognize. I wasn't sure I liked it.

"Why not, she's being one." Adam retorted.

I was suddenly uncomfortable, and obviously Shane was too, because he
stood up.

"I'm going for a soda." Shane announced, "Anyone else want?"

"No thanks." I said. Mine was the only answer he got.

"Look Adam, nothing is going on between Janie and me." Aiden said.

"Then why did she come home after school yesterday and cut up all the
pictures she has of you?" Adam argued.

I noticed the sudden look of hurt that crossed Aiden's face after that
revelation. I didn't understand what was happening. It wasn't like Adam
to push people, if it was, he wouldn't have been so patient with me the
first two months we had lunch together. I guess it would make sense if
Adam was trying to defend his sister over something, but it didn't seem
like he was doing that to me. If anything Adam seemed angry with Janie,
not Aiden.

Aiden suddenly turned away from Adam and looked at me with a controlled
expression.

"I've gotta go, Owen, I'll see you later, okay?"

And before I could stop him, he squeezed my shoulder, grabbed all of his
things and walked away. I started to call after him, but stopped,
deciding that it wouldn't do any good, so I watched after him for a
moment before I turned to Adam, who was staring holes into the back of
Aiden's retreating head.

I had a strong urge to scream at Adam all of a sudden, for driving Aiden
away, for driving away the man who had his wonderful mouth wrapped around
my dick just this morning, who made me smile every time I saw him. I
wanted to spend my lunch hour with him and now he was gone. But I held my
tongue until Adam noticed that I was looking at him, which didn't take
long.

"He didn't have to leave." Adam said, a little defensively, "but you try
living with my sister. Half the time she's crazy and the other half of
the time she's talking about Aiden. Without the Aiden part she's just
crazy. And I think this is serious, Owen, they've never fought before."

"Maybe he didn't want to talk about it." I shrugged.

"I know." Adam replied. "And I didn't mean to push, you know?"

"I know." I sighed, and then forced a smile, "I'm sure everything will
work out."

I hoped everything would work out. I wasn't sure what was going on with
Aiden and Janie, but whatever it was, it was a sore spot with him.
Selfish or not, I hoped that whatever their problems were, it wouldn't
interfere with whatever budding relationship I had with Aiden.

The rest of my day went by quickly. Gym class seemed a little boring
without Ryan there, and Dennis stopped avoiding me long enough to tell me
to move the fuck out of his way, but other than that, it wasn't a
terrible day.

I did see Aiden once in the hall; long enough to asked him if he needed a
ride anywhere after school. He declined, telling me that Leo was taking
him to drop off Ryan's homework before he had to go to work. So I ended
up going to my own job straight after school. Jake was there again, but
we were too busy to talk before he left.

After I got home that night, I got to bed at a decent hour again, and set
my alarm early enough to go on a run, figuring I wouldn't be meeting
Ryan until he was feeling better.

Unfortunately, I didn't wake up that night to find Aiden with me again,
but I did see him in the morning when we went to school together. We
didn't have the chance to really spend much time together, which sucked,
because by the time lunch rolled around I was dying to touch him, kiss
him, anything. But, when he did come by the tree at lunch it was only to
say hi. He didn't stay, so the rest of the day seemed to pass slowly.
Thursday was the same; only Ryan was back in school and insisting we pick
up our morning workouts again.

On Friday I ended up home after school, seeing how I didn't have to
work. Aiden had asked if I wanted to do something tonight, but he hadn't
mentioned it again since Tuesday morning. Still, I was hopeful.

I had been working all week for Jake's company. I would be working for a
while on Sunday afternoon, and then the next week my schedule would slow
down some.

But, after working every day after school all week and then having Friday
off left me a little restless when I got home.

I wasn't covered in paint, so there was no need to shower, and I didn't
have enough homework to keep me busy. Watching TV did nothing for me. My
mind would drift away from the mindless programming to Aiden. I wondered
if he still wanted to get together tonight. I wondered if he would just
show up. I wondered if he was home yet. I could go down and find out, but
what if he was home and didn't want to be bothered? He had seemed a
little distant ever since Adam drove him away at lunch on Tuesday. I
wondered if he remembered that he asked if we could get together today.
Maybe he did remember and he changed his mind. This was so frustrating.

I had to do something to keep my mind off of Aiden, so I decided to make
a mess of the kitchen. And I made a big mess. I just started cooking, not
that I'm a great cook anyways, but I started making dinner. I did tacos,
and then when I felt like I needed more to make me busy I found enchilada
sauce in the cabinet and some leftover chicken. I followed the directions
on the can and chicken enchiladas were born. Of course, they looked a
little sloppy and I was afraid to taste them, but making them kept me
busy. And then I made salsa. Can't have Mexican food without salsa, I
always say.

When Tony came home he was impressed with my efforts of cooking, but not
my mess in the kitchen. He said I was worse than Chris, but because I
cleaned it up before dinner, he didn't give me too much slack and he
actually liked the food. But when Tony noticed I was preoccupied and
started asking me questions, I got tired of eating dinner. When he
finally asked how things were going with Aiden and me, I shrugged and
excused myself. Tony seemed confused, but he was kind enough to let the
subject drop. He offered to clean up our plates and put the leftovers
away so I went back to my room.

I'm not sure how long I just lay on my bed just thinking before I looked
at the clock. It was only seven o'clock, and for some reason that
frustrated me. I wondered if I was going to hear from Aiden at all. I let
five minutes pass before I decided to take matters into my own hands.

Tony was still in the kitchen when I made it to the front door. "I'm
going out!" I called to him.

Tony came around the corner and looked at me kind of funny.

"You okay, Owe?"

I shrugged.

"Yeah. I thought I might catch a movie or something. Are you going out
tonight?"

"I thought I'd go down to the club, see if Chris needs any help."

"Uh-huh." I rolled my eyes. "I suppose it has nothing to do with the fact
that a certain sexy bartender is working."

Tony tossed the dishrag he was holding at me, and then smiled.

"Maybe I should tell Jake you said that about him." he teased.

"Go ahead." I laughed, "You can also tell him that if I didn't know my
older brother was hot for him, I'd make a play for him myself."

That comment earned me a noogie; right after Tony tackled me into a
headlock.

"And what would Aiden think if he heard that?" Tony retorted, half
joking, half serious.

I laughed as I wrestled away from him, and then I shrugged.

"I don't know." I said. "I like Aiden, things just sort of happened
really fast, you know? I don't really know where we stand, or what
we're doing. We haven't really had a whole lot of time to talk about
it."

"You should." Tony stated. I could practically see him switching into big
brother mode. "When you're your age, Owen, it's easy to make things
more complicated than they really are. I'm not much older than you, but
if I've learned one thing, it's that communication is always important,
it doesn't matter what kind of relationship your dealing with."

"I know." I sighed.

"Hmm. Well, hey, look...you said you might catch a movie? There's a
drive-in in the next town over. Remember, we used to go there when we
were younger?"

"Yeah," I smiled, "that thing's still open?"

"Yep. Chris and I used to go every other weekend when we first came down
here. I think it closes soon for the season, but it should be open
tonight...and um...it's always good to have company at a drive-in. I'd
bet our next door neighbor wouldn't mind going with you."

I rolled my eyes at him. "I'll see you later Tony." He laughed as I
grabbed my coat and stepped outside. But I suddenly turned back with an
after thought. "Hey Tony? I was just kidding about Jake."

"I know."

"He is hot though."

The dishrag came flying at my head again as I descended the stairs.

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