Date: Thu, 07 Apr 2005 14:03:23 -0700
From: Thomas Rodgers III <jasani666@hotmail.com>
Subject: [Gay/Highschool] Ukiah Chronicles / Frozen p4

Frozen
(c) 2004-2005 Mychyl Kime (KimeNet Corp.)

	This is a work of fiction, depicting teenage males in romance
and/or sexual positions. The people depicted in this story (to the best of
the author's knowledge) do NOT exist... in the rare case that they're based
on real people, the names HAVE been changed... not so much as to protect the
innocent as to spare the poor people listed within the unnecessary fame this
story might bring to them... not that I'm saying lots of people will read
this, or even people where I've lived, but there's always a slight chance...
And these events are, for the most part, all the imagination of the author,
although I've seen the events depicted many, many times. And by the way, the
places used within do exist, and are easily as evil as depicted herein...

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	And now, without further delay:



~*~     Chapter 4     ~*~

We continued playing well into the early afternoon, pausing only to grab
food
now and then, and then, it was time for him to go home. I sighed inwardly,
and reflexively called forth the icewall to keep thoughts of any happiness
with him at bay, as he took off... though I noticed him glance over his
shoulder more than once at me, and I couldn't bear to leave my front porch
until he was out of sight.

With a heavy sigh and a heavier heart that not even the ice could completely
chill, I went about my day, tidying up from our little unexpected sleepover,
then sitting down in front of the Playstation and entertaining myself for
the rest of the day. Nothing too flashy, I'll admit, but videogames have a
way of taking one's mind off of reality. And I could use a good dose of
escapism, with what my mind was putting me through right now.

Around 7 or so that evening, there was a knock at the door, and when I went
to the door to answer it, I knew who it was before I even opened the door.
And, unfortunately, I was right... Tyler had gotten permission to sleep over
again, as long as he was home in time for church in the morning. Since I had
no intentions of going, he'd be waking himself up, but he assured me he'd be
OK, and would make it home in time.

We settled into the same routine again, both playing videogames until we
were
too tired to think, and kept taking turns falling asleep with the
controllers
still firmly in our hands, until finally I called it a night for both of us,
and we decided on sleeping arrangements... I said we should do the same as
last time, with him in my bed and me in my mom's room, but he said no, he'd
sleep on the floor this time, and I could have my bed... and he wouldn't get
all weirded out this time over me sleeping naked.

I stopped for only the slightest fraction of a second when he said that, but
as tired as we both were, I don't think he noticed, although it was all I
could do to keep from blurting something stupid out. Arrangements made, we
headed into my room, and after he set his stuff down, he went to the
bathroom
with his toothbrush to get ready for bed, while I stripped down quickly and
crawled under the blankets, making sure I was well-covered by the time he
came back into the room.

When he did so, MY eyes almost bulged out, and I turned away quickly... when
he was brushing his teeth, he obviously decided to strip too, as he stood
just inside my bedroom door, completely nude, holding his clothes in a wad
in
one hand.

"Oh! I'm sorry," he said quickly when he saw me look away. "I just thought,
since you sleep naked, you wouldn't mind..."

"No, it's OK," I quickly reassured him, looking back, but when I saw he was
still standing there, fully exposed, I looked away again, not wanting him to
see me staring openly at him. Not that I would've minded the opportunity. He
was absolutely beautiful, after all. Perfect body, not that I knew where he
got it, since he didn't seem to DO anything... his long blond hair cascaded
down across his smooth tan shoulders, and I had to concentrate on NOT
looking
or thinking about his naked flesh, especially since I could still feel it
pressed up against mine...

Finally, after what felt like hours, he laid out his sleeping bag, which
he'd
brought over with him, and crawled inside, and I finally felt like it was OK
to look down at him, which I could see him perfectly from where I was. If
only... if only I could afford to... I had to stop myself again. This was
the
worst torture I'd ever endured, suffering wanting his touch, his love, to
feel him lying beside me, curled up against me like he was last night...

Lost in thought, I drifted off to sleep, not even realizing I was starting
to
do so, until I felt him crawl up next to me. I stretched reflexively, and
felt him froze, but to see what he would do, I reached back and wrapped my
arm around him, and was rewarded when he crawled over me and curled up next
to my chest, his head resting against me. I sighed quietly, feeling a
strange
peace come over me as we curled ourselves together, his flesh against mine.

"You... don't mind?" he asked softly, as though about to run away if I'd
said anything against it. At a loss for words, I shook my head tenderly,
planting a soft kiss on his head.

"I don't mind at all," I said, once the words came to me, and was rewarded
with him snuggling closer to me, with a strange emotion playing over my
every thought and nerve. Was it... love? Sure, I'd thought it before, but...
now, in this moment, it seemed all too clear. It HAD to be love. There was
no other word to describe this feeling, this sensation, setting fire to my
veins and making me want to hold him like this forever. Impossible to
describe, yet impossible to deny.

As he snuggled closer still, as though he was trying to climb into me, I
felt his heartbeat slow, and his body seemed weary, as though he were just
beginning to drift off to sleep, but a strange throbbing feeling came from
my hip, and I realized that his dick was pressed right up against me, and it
was the source of the throbbing. Stifling a giggle, I let myself drift off
to sleep, holding the most beautiful boy in the world in my arms, and I knew
that nothing could happen to ruin this... it was too perfect, too... there
I was again, at a loss of words to describe exactly what this was. Love? I
was completely ready to believe it.

~*~

That night, for the first time since I could remember, I didn't have the
ice-dream. Instead, I was standing on a warm field, surrounded by things I
loved, and there in the center, holding me, his small frame pressed against
mine, was Tyler, a sleepy sort of contented smile on his face, making him
look all the more beautiful, almost magical. Everything around me,
everywhere
I looked, it all seemed... so perfect. Blissful. As though this was the one
place on Earth I would ever find true peace and happiness... my personal
Nirvana, one might say. I knew it was all a dream... but still, I never
wanted to wake up, to return to the real world, where pain is part of life
and anything that can go wrong will... I wanted to stay here, loving and
beloved, and wait for the world to end, so we can be together forever...

~*~

I awoke from the dream slowly, my bladder demanding immediate release, and
I untangled myself from Tyler's embrace, him stirring slowly as I got up and
went to the bathroom to relieve myself. When I came back, he was half-awake,
peering up at me from behind a cloud of his mussed hair.

"Where'd ya go?" he asked sleepily, the slightest hint of confusion in his
drowsy eyes.

"Just the bathroom," I said softly, crawling back into bed and into his warm
embrace, chancing a kiss on the lips. His sleepy lips parted immediately,
and
we shared a long, deep kiss, one filled with desire, both romantic and a bit
lustful, and when we came up for air, we both looked at each other, neither
of us saying anything, just staring deep into each others' eyes... then we
resumed the kiss, this time more lust than anything, our hands starting
first
in a tight embrace, then each exploring the other's body, moving slowly over
naked flesh, stopping occasionally to manually examine different parts, both
making our way down to the eventual target.

When his hand wrapped around my dick, I sighed into his mouth and
immediately
skipped all pretense, copying him stroke for stroke, my free hand still
rubbing up and down his back, my tongue exploring his mouth while his tongue
caressed mine. For a few moments, we continued like that, until I,
emboldened
by everything so far, released the kiss and moved to his neck, placing light
kisses all along his flesh, working slowly down to his chest, running my
tongue lightly around his soft nipples, which quickly stood up. From there,
I
left a trail of soft kisses down, past his navel, and to my target, his
dick.

Apprehensive at first, no matter how badly I wanted this, I licked the tip
of
his dick, tasting his precum and reveling in the feel of his soft skin under
my tongue, loving the moan he let out when I did so and the sudden burst of
speed in his hand. Pulling his hand away from my dick, for fear he'd make me
cum before he got off, I slowly licked down the entire length of his shaft,
then back up, making him buck wildly and moan loudly under the pleasurable
torture.

Before I could stop to think about it, I grabbed his dick and tried to take
the entire length into my mouth, gagging when the head hit the back of my
throat and making me almost stop. But then, I slowed down, and took a little
bit at a time of his dick, until I had a little more than half of it in my
mouth, moving quickly up and down, my hand wrapped around the base to keep
it steady as he thrashed wildly, moaning louder and louder...

Suddenly, after about five minutes, his breathing got ragged, and I felt his
dick start to pulse under my hand, as he moaned out a warning, and I kept
going, not wanting to miss anything about this first time... my first time
with my lover. With a final loud moan, his body froze and his dick pulsed
harder, as I felt the cum shooting into my mouth, the force of it hitting
the
back of my throat and making me gag again for a second, before it slowed
down
and soon died out, nearly filling my mouth with his cum.

I crawled back up to him, taking his limp body in my arms, and we cuddled
again as we both passed back into unconsciousness... my lover and I wrapped
around each other, a symbol of a love that would never end...