Date: Wed, 7 Nov 2007 08:14:16 -0800 (PST)
From: D B <fupduck_chgo@yahoo.com>
Subject: Life Goes On - David and Chad #65

STANDARD DISCLAIMER: This is the continuation of David's story.  One of two
boys loving each other.  So the same disclaimer applies.  If you can't
handle that, or it's illegal to read this in your area, or you're underage,
then now is the time to leave.  If you continue reading after that
admonishment, Nifty and I aren't responsible.

There could also be incidents of unprotected sex.  As always, I don't
condone this practice - especially in this day and age.

Once again, my apologies for the length of time between postings.  I think,
to be fair, I'm going to end this story in another chapter or two,
concluding with an epilogue chapter like the High School section.  As far
as your emails - yahoo did it again.  So I changed my addy once more.  It's
at the end of this chapter.  To those of you who had written, please use
the new one, if you like...I can't get to the old one.  Believe me, I'm
definitely not ignoring anyone. :-)

Take care, and be safe.

Fup


FROM CHAPTER 64

"Good, I'll make sure I pass that along when I pick him up."  She turned
toward the door.  "Don't disappoint him, David."

"Umm, I won't."

"Good.  Thanks for the chat."

"No problem.  Tell him I said he worries too much," David laughed.

"I will.  Bye."

"See ya."

When she was gone, David made his way back into the living room and resumed
his place on the recliner.  He closed his eyes and thought about the
conversation he just had.  "You really need to lighten up," he admonished
himself.  A few minutes later, he turned off the television and slipped
into bed.  The ball would drop without him this year.



LIFE GOES ON - DAVID AND CHAD #65 - Making Up


"Dave, telephone!"

"Wha?" David grunted into the pillow.

His bedroom door opened and the voice got louder.  "Telephone."

"Okay, okay, I'm coming.  No need to make a federal case out of it."

"Well Dave, it's almost nine, time to get up anyway, Your Grumpiness,"
Lynn's voice finally registered on his brain.

"Jeeez, give a guy a break, would ya?"

"It's the kid, now get up."

"All right, damn, why aren't you still with Jay?" David replied, swinging
his legs over the edge of the bed and sitting up.

"I had to change and shower.  Now are you getting up, or should I tell him
to call back?"

David made a dismissive gesture.  "Okay Lynn, I'm awake, I'm coming.  Now
go away."

"See you later."

"Yeah, yeah," David grunted and stood up.  He grabbed last night's pair of
jeans and slipped them on, then made his way out to the kitchen.  "Hello?"
he said, picking the phone up off the counter.

"Hey, morning, you still mad?"

David sighed.  "No Chad, I'm not mad.  And morning to you too."

"Think we can do something today?"

"No other plans?" David said sharply, instantly regretting the words.

"You're mad."

"No, Chad, just put my mouth in gear before my brain was in motion.
Sorry."

"Guess I'll forgive you this time," Chad chuckled.  "So?"

David looked at the clock.  "Yeah, I guess we could.  Anything you have in
mind?"

"Umm, well, I thought maybe we could, ummm, you know."

"Play cards?"

Chad snorted.  "Yeah right."

"Well, kiddo, sure we can do something.  But mom and dad'll be home in a
little bit, so it kinda limits things, you know?"

"Oh, guess I kinda messed up last night, huh?"

"Just my plans, but no big deal.  Did you have a good time?" David asked
lightly.

"No, it sucked," Chad replied.  The tone in his voice made David chuckle.
"Why are you laughing?" the teen replied.

"Oh, no reason, just imagining you all dressed up and bored out of your
mind."

"Yeah, well, what time can you pick me up?"

"Gotta take a shower, then I'll be over...how about ten?"

"Cool, okay, see you then."

"Okay kiddo," David replied into the dial tone.  He shook his head, hung up
the phone, and walked back to the bathroom.

The hot water sluiced his sleepiness away as he thought of what he and Chad
could do today.  The options were limited.  His parents would probably be
home by the time he picked up the teenager, so coming back here was out.
David wondered if the Murrays were going to be home.  He almost immediately
dismissed that option based on his decision not to do anything at Chad's.
He sighed into the shower spray.  Based on prior experience, doing anything
in a car was not only uncomfortable, but almost impossible in the daytime.
A hint of anger crept into his thoughts as he turned off the water and
stepped out of the tub, reaching for a towel.  If Chad wouldn't have
forgotten about last night, then none of this would be necessary.

"Just stop it," he growled at himself in the mirror.  "You're gonna fuck
this up if you keep going."  David briskly dried off, performed his normal
after-shower ablutions, and wrapped the towel around his waist.  In his
bedroom, he picked out his clothes, dropped the towel and got dressed.
"Just chill, man," he whispered to himself, grabbed his winter jacket and
went out to start the car.

His mood remained neutral as the car warmed up on his drive to the Murrays.
As David pulled up to the house, he saw one of the curtains drop back into
place, and grinned.  Halfway up the porch steps, the door opened and Chad
motioned him in.

"Hey, kiddo," David smiled as Chad closed the door behind him.

"Hey," the blond responded, "c'mon up."

David shrugged and followed the boy up the stairs.  "Where's everybody?"

"Out," was Chad's short reply.

"Oh, okay, that's cool," David replied, shrugging out of his coat and
draping it across the back of the desk chair.  Chad turned to face him.
David's next joking statement was cut off by the look on the teen's face
which was a mixture of anger, fear, doubt and something else he couldn't
put his finger on.  "What's wrong, kiddo?"

"Are you still mad at me?"

"Ummm, no, I can't say that I was mad in the first place," David replied,
sliding the chair out and sitting on it, his arms folded across the back.

"Yeah, ya were."

David sighed.  "I was more disappointed than anything."  He paused for a
few moments.  "And jealous, I guess."

Chad sat on the edge of the bed, and dropped his head.  "I just forgot,
Dave.  With everything that was going on, I just.....," the soft voice
trailed off.

"Chad, I was being a dick.  Plain and simple.  I'm the one that needs to be
sorry, man.  I mean I don't want you to miss out on stuff.  If you want a
girlfriend, that's cool.  If you just want to be friends, that's cool too,"
David's stomach clenched with the last statement.  "I don't own you, man.
You're free to do what you want.  I don't want to mess that up."

Chad's head slowly rose.  His brown eyes locked on the older youth's blue
ones.  "I wanted to have a good time, but all I thought about was how mad
you were at me."

"Shit, well, I guess I screwed that up," David sighed.

"Kinda, yeah, but I did too."

"So what do you wanna do?" David asked softly.

Chad started to say something, then stopped.  The older boy watched his
face as Chad visibly wrestled with his thoughts.

"Do you want to stop what we're doing?" David asked, trying to keep his
voice neutral.

Chad didn't answer.  But he didn't drop his gaze either.  "Would you be mad
if I said yes," the teen replied.

David felt himself on the edge of a precipice.  His stomach was rolling and
he was starting to tremble.  He drew a breath and said, "No, I wouldn't be
mad."

"You sure?"

"I told you, all I want is for you to be happy, Chad.  If that's what it
takes, then how could I be mad?"  David answered, keeping his tone level.

Chad stared at him for a minute or two.  "You know I love you, right?"

"Yeah, that's kind of obvious.  I love you too."

Chad smiled and stood up.  "Prove it."

"Huh?" David jerked out, startled.

"I said prove it."

"Chad, what the hell?"

Chad's smile grew.  "You're really stupid sometimes."

David was confused, taken off balance by the change in the teen's demeanor.
"Well, yeah, and I'm really feeling that way now."

"Why?  You said that you loved me, and I asked you to prove it.  And now
you're just sitting there."

"Chad, what the hell is going on with you?"

The teen chuckled.  "After last night, Mom said that she thought you and I
needed to talk.  She was upset that I forgot about coming over."

"Oh," David responded weakly.

"She thought that I screwed up our friendship."

"Really?"

Chad snorted, "You need a new word."

David shook his head.  "Chad, I just, I dunno.  So what was this all
about?"

"I told her you'd understand.  But she said that she didn't think so,
because you were really mad."

"She got all that from the few minutes she was there?"

Chad shrugged, "I guess."

"Man, I must have been a huge dick, then."

"Probably," Chad chuckled.

"Probably?"

Chad was now standing beside the chair.  "She said that we needed to work
it out."

His mind still reeling, David reached out and ran his finger down the back
of Chad's hand.  "Man, you scared the shit out of me."

"Bathroom's down the hall if you want to change," Chad laughed.

David shook his head.  "Shit, I was scared."

"Now you know what it feels like," Chad replied, seriously.

"Do I scare you?"

Chad nodded.  "Sometimes, when you act like you did last night."

"You had all this planned out, didn't you?"

"Kinda.  Thought about it a lot last night when I was sitting on the
bleachers."

"Sitting on the bleachers?  Now you sound like me."

Chad grinned and shrugged.  "I can't dance."

A laugh finally escaped from David.  "You're a little shit, you know that?"

"Well, I can't."

David stood up, walked over to the stereo, and found a music station on the
radio.  Grinning, he turned to the teenager and held out his hand.  "Wanna
dance?"

Chad shook his head.  "No way."

"C'mon, jeeez, it's not hard to dance to this."  David gestured toward the
radio which was playing Journey's 'Don't Stop Believin'.'

"No way," Chad repeated.

David, moving quickly, grabbed Chad in an embrace.  "Now, wrap your hands
around my waist.  No, not ON my waist, around.  Like this." David
demonstrated.  "Okay, now, close your eyes and listen to the music."  David
began gently swaying to the song, guiding Chad along the way.

Chad began to loosen up, relaxing into David's arms.  "Like this?"

"Yeah, that's not bad.  That's all there is to dancing to a slow song.  I
sit down when the music speeds up," David finished with a chuckle, then
winced as Chad's foot came down on his.  "Okay, just shuffle your feet,
don't lift 'em."

"Told ya I can't dance."

"Yeah, but you can do other things," David laughed.

"Shut up," Chad answered, stomping on David's right foot.

"Beggar, oww."

"Told ya."

The song ended, replaced with the DJ babbling into an advertisement.  "See?
That wasn't so bad."  David released his partner and stepped back.

Chad shrugged.  "Yeah, I guess."

"Glad no one came home," David chuckled.  "Be kinda hard to explain."

"They won't be home for another hour or so yet.  Mom wanted to give us time
to work things out," Chad replied with a grin.

"Well, we finished early, huh?"

"Yeah," Chad answered, returning to his seat on the edge of the bed and
turned shy.  "Ummm..."

"What?"

"Well, I thought that, ummm..."

David raised his eyebrows.  "Umm?"

"Well, don't you want to do something?"

David walked over and sat next to his boyfriend on the bed.  Sliding an arm
across his shoulders, he whispered into the teen's ear, "Like what?"

Chad shivered.  "Like, you know," and placed his hand on David's leg.

"We agreed that it probably wouldn't be a good idea to do anything in your
house."

"Yeah, but..."

David's response was to turn slightly toward his lover and pull him into a
deep kiss.  Chad relaxed into the embrace and slipped his tongue into
David's mouth.  They tongue battled for a few minutes, until Chad pulled
away, his face flushed.

"Better?" David smiled.

"Umm, kinda, but..."

David put his hands on Chad's shoulders, pressing him back onto the bed.
"About an hour, huh?"  Chad nodded.  "I think we can risk it, don't you?"
The teen nodded again.  "But only if you're sure," David finished, his
hands still on Chad's shoulders.  Chad shifted a little under David's hands
and cupped the older youth's erection through his jeans.  David sighed
softly and ran his hands across the boy's face.  "I do love you, and I'm
sorry I'm a jerk sometimes."  Chad smiled and sat up, David's hands falling
to his thighs.  Still smiling, the teen lifted his shirt over his head,
exposing his smooth chest, then reclined onto his back again.  Maintaining
eye contact, David ran his palm over the hairless chest.  The teen gasped
softly and closed his eyes as David's fingers gently tweaked his hard
nipples.  Continuing his exploration, David looked down at the half-clothed
boy.  He was definitely turned on, the tightness in his crotch confirmed
the obvious.  Chad shifted again, toeing off his shoes, then clasped his
hands behind his head.  "Oh man," David mumbled.  He lightly ran his
fingers down the teen's exposed ribs, grinning as Chad writhed slightly at
the touch.

"Don't tickle," Chad warned softly.

"Uh uh," David mumbled again, sliding his palm over Chad's warm stomach,
his fingertips sliding under the waistband of the teen's jeans.  He grinned
at the sight of the bulge just below his fingertips.  "Looks like you've
got a problem," he whispered.  Without opening his eyes, Chad nodded and
thrust his hips upward slightly.  David reached down and managed to
unfasten the button on the jeans one-handed.  The other hand continued its
slow rubbing over the teen's warm torso.

Eyes still closed, Chad once again raised his hips as David unzipped the
zipper and pushed the jeans down the blond teen's legs, exposing the firm
ridge of flesh beneath the briefs.  The teen scissored his legs, working
the jeans completely off, then sucked in a breath as David's hand gently
grasped his hardon.  David jerked slightly as Chad's hand found its way to
his own chest, dragging his fingers up and down the bare skin.  Giving the
erection under his hand a firm squeeze, David unbuttoned, unzipped and
stripped out of his jeans.  He sighed as Chad's hand wrapped around his
matching erection and gave a soft squeeze.

Nuzzling Chad's neck, David slid his hand inside the white briefs, grasping
the teen's hard dick.  Chad snorted softly, removed his hand from David's
crotch and slid his underwear down.  Now with full access, the hand
explored the teen's hardness, slipping down to fondle the tightening sac
below.  Chad's breathing was becoming irregular as David's hand stroked and
fondled.  David grasped the erection firmly and began stroking, lowering
his lips to those of the teen below him.  Almost roughly, the older youth
kissed his blond boyfriend, driving his tongue into Chad's mouth.  The teen
groaned and raised his hips off the bed, answering the kiss with his own
tongue.  David felt the hardon in his hand flex as the boy whimpered into
his mouth.  He felt the first shot of Chad's release hit his neck, keeping
his mouth locked on the teen's.  Chad alternately snorted and whimpered as
he continued to spurt his release onto his stomach and David's hand.  As
the climax faded, he dropped his hips back onto the bed and broke their lip
lock.  David continued to gently stroke the teen's slimy dick as his
breathing slowed.  After a few moments, Chad's hand came to rest on
David's, stopping the motion.

David was smiling as Chad's brown eyes opened and met his.  "Nice huh?"

"Yeah, I can't believe how good it feels."

"I can tell," David chuckled.  "Forgive me?"

"Maybe," Chad answered with a grin of his own.  Then he slid off the end of
the bed and walked to the hamper, grabbing a dirty shirt and cleaning
himself off.  He turned around, tossing the shirt back in the hamper.  "See
something you like?" he laughed at David's intent gaze.

"Oh yeah," David answered, sliding off his jeans.  He slowly started
stroking his hardon as Chad walked back to the bed and resumed his former
position.  Chad's hand soon replaced his own and David slipped his now free
arm around Chad's neck and shoulders.  "That's good, Chad," he whispered as
the hand brought him closer to orgasm.  The teen snuggled closer, his body
pressing against David's side as he continued his motions.  "Chad, I'm like
real close, man," David said softly, closing his eyes.  He felt the teen
shift beside him then gasped at the feel of a warm tongue swiping across
the head of his dick.  "Oh shit, Chad."  David's breathing quickened as the
tongue and hand continued their actions.  It wasn't long before he felt his
balls tighten and Chad's lips lock around the head of his dick.  "Ahhhhh,"
he sighed as he felt himself tense.  Chad slid further down on his shaft as
David tightened in orgasm, taking the offering into his mouth.  David felt
the teen swallow then slowly pull his lips back up the shaft.  David sucked
in a breath as the lips passed over the sensitive head then were gone, then
Chad's warm body was pressed against his side again.

When David's breathing returned to normal, he opened his eyes and smiled at
his boyfriend.  "Wow, that was pretty nice."  Chad smiled and draped an arm
over David's chest, burrowing his face into David's neck.  David tightened
his arm into a hug, then sighed, looking at the bedside clock.  "We oughta
get dressed kiddo, it's almost time for your mom to be home."

Chad heaved a matching sigh.  "I guess.  Are you still going back early?"

"Dunno, I doubt it," David replied, pulling his jeans up.

Chad gave him a brief hug, then sat up, reaching for his briefs.  "Are your
parents and sister gonna be around all the time?"

"Dunno, maybe we can work something out."

"Yeah."

Both were silent as they finished dressing, then stood up next to the bed.
"Love you, kiddo.  I didn't mean to be such a dick."

Chad chuckled.  "That's okay, it comes natural."

"Yeah, yeah," David scoffed.  "But I'm glad we're okay."

Chad grinned and stood with his legs spread, hands on hips.  "Just don't do
it again."

Wrapping the teen in his arms, David replied, "No sweat, this is too much
fun."  He felt Chad nod his head.  After a brief kiss, they headed
downstairs.



So much for THAT promise...lol.

Until later, friends, take care.

Please feel free to contact me with any questions or feedback.  Thanks!

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