Date: Sat, 30 Jul 2016 11:59:53 -0700 From: Joe L <bdslider1@gmail.com> Subject: We Have the Summer, Chapter 2 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story is completely fictional. Any resemblance by name or description to anyone dead or alive is totally coincidental. This is a love story between two brothers, one of whom is under the age of 18. If this offends you, if you are not of legal age or if this content is not legal in your area, please do not read this. If you have comments, please email me at bdslider1@gmail.com. If you enjoy my stories, please consider donating to nifty.org. Their hard work helps us all enjoy these stories. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We Have the Summer Chapter 2 "Hey," Kel calls from just inside my bedroom door. I had just woken up a few minutes ago, but I fell back asleep. The memories of what was said last night flood into my brain. I guess I should just act like nothing happened. "What's up?" I groan and stretch. I open my eyes and glance over at him. He's wearing a huge peach t-shirt, jogger jeans and white hi-tops. His hair is slicked into a big 80's wave. He looks like he's straight out of "Saved by the Bell". He looks amazing. "I have to go. I have a meeting with this agent dude, and then I might have to go this commercial casting-screening-something." "That's cool." I rub my eyes and look at him again. "I'm not giving up on you." He leans up against my door frame with a smile. "Dude–" "All I ask is that you give me one chance." He looks at the floor and chuckles. "Go on a date with me tonight... just one date." He looks so adorable, and he always gets his way when he looks at you with those sweet eyes. "You woulda done all right in the 80's, dude." I smile, looking him over. "I know... I love this look!" "I'll hang out with you tonight if that's what you want, but–" "Awesome! It's a date!" He quickly disappears before I have a chance to say anything else. Shit. This is the first day during my summer vacation that I have the house to myself. I was going to put "Operation: Surfer Ass" into action today. I can't do that if Kel thinks we're going on a date tonight. I couldn't do that to him. No... No, I really shouldn't do that. I can just have a pool day... work on my tan... maybe take a nap. Fuck, I love the summer. * * * I look up at Kel's window from my poolside lounger. His bedroom light has been on for a long time. I know he's been home over an hour. He must be either trying on a hundred outfits or screwing with every single hair on his head... or maybe both. I've been ready to go for a while now, and I'm starting to get hungry. Finally, I see the light in his window go out, and Kel makes his way out to the pool. He's wearing a dark red hoodie and the tightest black jeans I've ever seen. His hair is wild and flowing... that must've been at least a half-hour blow dry. "Well?" I ask, standing up. "Well, what?" "How do I look?" I spin around for him, showing my obviously zero-effort outfit. I'm wearing an old t-shirt that is a little too small for me and a pair of shorts that have a rip in them. I almost threw them away, but some guy complimented my ass while I was wearing them. "You have no fucking idea, Austin." Kel smiles and bites his lip. "You uhh... look nice, too," I say. I wasn't expecting that particular reaction from him. I thought he might even get mad at me and tell me to change. "C'mon! I'll drive!" He runs towards the garage and I follow behind. Once we make it to my jeep, Kel holds his hand out for the keys. "Hey, you still just have your learner's permit... I might distract you with my awesomeness. You'd better let me drive," I say, opening the driver's side door. "You're right," he laughs and heads around to the other side. "So where are we going?" I ask, slowly navigating the long, windy driveway. "Okay, here's what I was thinkin'." Kel holds his breath, preparing to divulge his perfect date. "Anything you wanna do is fine," I say, trying to sound uninterested. "Your pick." "Okay... how bout we start with some street tacos..." "Mmmm perfect." I lick my lips. There's a street taco stand that Kel and I always used to go to whenever Mom got pissed at Hilda and sent her away before she made dinner. "Then... shopping!" "Of course!" I laugh. Kel loves to shop more than most women. Luckily for me, he will only shop at the most expensive stores near the beach, as well as a few thrift stores. He would never spend thirty dollars on a shirt... no fucking way. It would have to be three hundred dollars or one dollar... but never thirty. Personally, I can't tell the difference between his choices most of the time. Luckily, he pretty much knows the entire inventory of his favorite stores, so I can probably persuade him to cut it short tonight. "After that, maybe the beach?" he asks. I can tell from his eyes, he's hoping I won't turn down the romantic part of the date. "You and me... walking on the beach at night?" I laugh. "Yeah?" "Whatever, dude," I say, and I hear him exhale. We head for our favorite taco place in silence. I don't know what the fuck to say to him, and he's clearly nervous. I just want to have fun tonight, let him know that I love him and want the best for him... and let him down easy. Kel sighs heavily, and I take the opportunity. "What's wrong?" "I dunno... all day, I'm auditioning for these people I've never met... trying to be the person that I THOUGHT... that I was HOPING that they wanted me to be. And I still feel that way. I still feel like I'm auditioning." "Kel, it's just me! Tonight is for you. I'm doing this for you to make you happy. All you gotta do tonight is relax and have fun." "Thanks." He smiles at me and takes a few deep breaths. "We haven't really `hung out', just the two of us, in a long time. Don't think of it as a date, just think of it as hangin' with your bro." "Okay," he sighs. We pull into a nearby parking lot and head for our favorite taco stand. The line isn't as long as it usually is, so we'll have more time for... shopping. Maybe he's thinking that we'll have more time for walking on the beach. We get back into the jeep to eat. I watch Kel tear into his first taco, and he seems a lot more relaxed. He engulfs half of the taco in one bite, and suddenly he starts to giggle. "What?" He makes some kind of incoherent noise and spits small particles of avocado onto the dashboard, which makes him laugh even harder. "What!?" I repeat, starting to giggle, myself. "We're TOTALLY dating," he garbles, trying to keep as much food in his mouth as he can. "I don't remember agreeing to that!" "We're on a date," he says smugly. "We're dating. We're totally in a relationship." "I'm breaking up with you, then." I shove him lightly. "You can't." He folds his arms defiantly. "Why not?" "Cuz you promised me one date... and you never go back on your promises." "All right, FOR NOW, we're dating." I reach over and mess his hair up a little, and he gives me a satisfied smile. We finish the tacos and head for the first shopping stop. Kel tells me about the outfit he already has picked out for me in his head, and I smile politely as he changes his mind as other articles of clothing resurface in his memory. We head from store to store, Kel demanding that I try on several things at each stop. I don't know if I've ever seen him so happy, so I give into all of his demands. He insists on paying for my clothes from his allowance. I'll have to make it up to him eventually because I certainly don't feel right about him spending his money on me. For now, I let him because he thinks he's doing something nice for me. "Are you satisfied?" I ask, modeling my entire new outfit for him outside of the last store. I'm wearing a new pair of brown jeans and a blue and tan t-shirt from the surf shop, with a black jacket and pair of discontinued purple Vans from the thrift shop. I must admit, the outfit is smokin'. "Yep... just looking at you right now is making my heart beat faster, so I think I did my job." Kel is wearing his new outfit, too. He bought a plain white long-sleeved t-shirt that cost $280 with some baggy gray cargo shorts and black skate shoes. He topped the outfit off with a black knit cap he bought at the thrift store. I always told him not to wear hats and hide all of that beautiful blond hair, but when he gets a knit cap just right that allows a few gorgeous blond curls to escape... Well, I understand why he wears them. I feel my heart beating faster as I look him over, too. I told him he looks like every gay boy's wet dream... now I'm included in that. "So, the beach?" I clear my throat. "Let's go," he suddenly breaks into a run and beats me to the jeep. We head for our normal spot when we want to tan and be seen, and my nerves start to grow. I don't know what the fuck is going to happen, but I don't want to hurt Kel. I have to think about what to say. "So, did you get the commercial?" I blurt out. "Yeah, we filmed it today." "Really? Why didn't you tell me?" "It was nothing, really. The scene was this lady walking confidently on the beach. They said it was a commercial for some kind of medication, but they wouldn't tell us what it was for. I'm guessing it's for people who get the shits." "Probably," I laugh. "Anyway, they needed people and kids in the background... so I was pretending to have fun on the beach for three hours while they took take after fucking take. The funny thing was that the main woman had to keep leaving to go to the bathroom." "Holy shit!" "Yeah, it was stupid, but my agent said getting work like that is important at the beginning." "I can't wait to see it," I smile over at him. "Curing-the-shits commercial... starring Kel Cappell as `beach fun dude'!" "Shut up!" he smacks me with a playful smile. I pull up to our favorite beach and I instantly notice a big bonfire. There are lots of people walking on the beach, too, so private time won't be easy to get. "Shit!" Kel shouts, surveying the situation. "Let's go down there where the bike paths go through those huge trees." "Okay," I mumble, my nerves growing. The bike paths are sure to be deserted at this time of night. We walk down to the edge of the trees, and there is just enough light from the parking lot and bonfire to make sure we can stay on the paths. I look up to the sky, and I can barely tell the difference between the dark midnight sky and the thick, jagged, black branches of the trees towering over us. We are quite a distance from the jeep, and there is no one around. Kel grabs my hand and interlocks our fingers. He looks over at me, asking permission with begging eyes. I smile, which silently grants my approval. He takes a deep breath and squeezes my hand. "You know what?" he asks. "What?" "You haven't stopped smiling all night," he states confidently. "I was gonna say the same thing about you," I laugh. "I guess I was happy because you were happy." "That's good," he leans his head over on my shoulder. "You'll be happy by making me happy." "Yeah," I laugh sarcastically. "Can I ask you something?" He begins to swing our arms slightly back and forth. "Sure." "It just doesn't make sense to me. Did you really realize that you were into dudes just from Brandon having dude-sex in your dorm room?" "Welllllll–" I strain my voice. "I KNEW IT!" he proclaims proudly. "So when did you know?" "I really don't know... maybe not until I came inside some guy's ass for the first time and realized it felt a fuck of a lot better than cumming in Hunter's snatch." "Seriously though..." My mention of Hunter's snatch probably isn't something that he wanted me to bring up, and I hear disappointment in his voice. "Didn't you... ya know... check out dudes when you were in high school?" "Some... I guess." "Did you ever fool around with a dude in high school?" "No... one time this dude at a party asked if he could blow me." "Really?" "Yeah, he was like... half-kidding, but I knew he was serious. Hunter was in the other room getting high, so I didn't really consider it. The thought of it made my heart climb up my throat, but I thought it was just cuz I was drunk and fucked up. Now, I know it was cuz I wanted him to." "You said yesterday that I went to all your sports stuff so I could check you out... but that wasn't really it." "Oh really?" "Yeah, I was like... focused on what you were doing and who you were looking at. I wanted to see JUST ONCE a hint that you were checking out a dude." "Really?" I laugh a little too hard. "I never saw it! Not once!" he groans. "I just wanted some kind of hope... that you were diggin' guys, and I never saw it." "I guess I was just focused on the game... I was very competitive in high school, and you didn't wanna get caught checking out your teammates. I just didn't think about it." "What about... jerking off? Didn't you ever jerk off to some hot guy in your mind... or some gay porn?" "Nah... I almost never jerked off in high school." "You fucking liar!" he laughs. "I'm serious!" I nudge him with my shoulder a little too hard, and he loses his balance. I tighten my grip on his hand and pull him back towards me. "I was always at Hunter's, or she was always at our house. I never really had time to do it... and if I did, I wouldn't be able to get it up when I fucked her. I knew I always had to save it up or I wouldn't be able to cum." "Didn't that... ya know... make you think there was something WRONG?" "I just thought it was normal. I thought it was just THAT HARD to cum, and everyone had to work for it." "Dude!" Kel laughs, mockingly. "Okay, so I was fucking stupid! I really thought I loved her. I really thought we were soul mates. I thought we'd go to the same college, and I thought we'd probably get married." "Did she ever ask you if you were gay?" "No. Never. I always satisfied her because I had to fuck her for SO FUCKING LONG... she always came before I did." "And you never saw some dude, and thought, `Fuck! I would love to fuck that guy!'?" "I noticed guys, but I didn't think about sex with other guys... till college." "Did you ever notice me?" "I always thought you were the cutest little brother, ever." "Did you ever look at my face... or my ass... or my legs or... anything and feel... you know... that stirring inside?" "Kel–" "Did you ever want to kiss me?" "Kel, I want you to listen to me for a little bit." "Okay," he sighs, knowing he isn't going to like what I'm going to say. "I love you. I love you SO much. You're my little bro. You're my little man. I always want what's best for you, and I want to make you happy. What's best for you... isn't me." "Austin!" "I'm not a good boyfriend! Just ask Hunter! I'm nineteen, and I just wanna fuck around. I was with Hunter for so long, and I lost a lot of time. What if I... break your heart and you never speak to me again? That would kill me! I want you in my life... all of my life. I want to see you fall in love with some boy just as sweet and cute as you are, and I want to be really happy for you. I want to watch you guys have hot sex in the pool, just like when you watched me and Hunter." "AUSTIN!" Kel steps in front of me so that he can stare directly into my eyes. "Is that IT? Is that why you don't want to be with me? You're afraid of hurting me? It isn't because you're weirded out by the... brother thing?" "Uhhh..." I can't think of anything to say, as a million different thoughts are colliding together inside my mind. "It's okay!" Kel hugs me warmly rests his cheek on my shoulder. "Austin, you don't have to worry! I'll be fine! If you try this with me, and you want to end it, I'll understand!" "Yeah, you say that now..." "I promise! If you want to fuck other people, just tell me. Even if being with me sends you running back to chicks, I promise, I won't be mad at you because we had this talk. It's the least I could do for you if you make this... one big step... for me." I stand completely still, trying to think of something to say. I can't think of anything, so I put my arms around his back and hug him. I look around and see the parking lot in front of us. We've made a big circle and we've come out right where we entered. Kel breaks away from the hug and looks up at me. "What do you want to do?" he asks. I don't think I've ever wanted to kiss someone as badly as I want to kiss Kel right now. "I... uhh... wanna get baked." "Let's go home," he smiles and pulls me towards the jeep. He doesn't press the issue as we drive home, and I welcome the silence. I try to think of what I should say to him, but nothing is coming to mind. As we pull into garage, I realize I'm out of pot. "Shit! That joint we smoked last night was my last. Do you have any?" "Yeah. We'll have to smoke it out of my pipe, though." Kel runs up to his room to grab the pot, and we meet at our loungers by the pool. We smoke out in silence, exhaling large lungfuls of smoke into the night air, as we've done so many times in the past. I adjust my lounger so that it's perfectly flat and lie back, staring into the sky. I hear Kel do the same, and I look over at him. He looks so sweet lying there. He seems so happy just being able to lie next to me. He feels my stare and looks back at me with a loving smile. I'm not going to be able to resist that, so I look back up at the stars. "I think I'm gonna go to bed," I say, forcing out a yawn. "Okay, but this is a date. You have to walk me to my door." "Okay," I chuckle. I stand up and he grabs my hand again. We dopily ascend to the hallway of our bedrooms, stumbling and chuckling. We finally arrive outside of his bedroom door, and he steps in front of me again, this time placing his arms up over my shoulders. Without thinking I move my arms around him so that my hands are lightly holding the small of his back. "Austin, there's something I want to tell you," he says with serious urgency all of a sudden. "What is it?" "I've... messed around with my friends a few times. A couple of girls and a guy have sucked my dick, and I sucked a guy's dick once... just a little bit... but he didn't cum." "Really?" I chuckle, not knowing where this is going. "Yeah, but... I've never... and I promise, I have NEVER been fucked... and also... I've never let anyone kiss me." "You've never been kissed?" "Nope." He stares into my eyes and licks his lips, slightly. "You were saving yourself?" "Yeah." "For me?" He nods, and I stare into his eyes. "Did you have a good time tonight?" "It was an awesome date," he says, not breaking the intense eye contact. There's no way I can't kiss him now. "Yeah, it was. I guess... since you're such an awesome date, and you're such an awesome little bro, and since you've never been kissed before... I guess I can give you one little kiss." "Really?" he smiles, and I can start to feel a slight tremble. I lean slowly in until my lips gently touch his. He's clearly letting me dictate things, so I press my lips into his a little more firmly. I embrace him around his back, and he tightens his arms around my shoulders. I feel my dick begin to respond, so I break away. "Thanks... Austin." I notice that he's trying hard to control his trembling, but I can hear it in his voice. "I have A LOT of thinking to do," I smile down at him. "Good night, little bro." "Good night, Austin." He grabs my shoulders again and before I know it, his lips are firmly on mine again. He lets this one linger about twice as long as the first. My dick fully grows, but I can't break away. Just as quickly as he kissed me, he quickly breaks it and runs into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. I head down to the fridge and take out a beer. I rub the cool bottle against my forehead over and over as I stare into the fridge... transfixed, but staring at nothing in particular. I'm so high... but I kissed him. How could I do that? What the fuck was I thinking? I shouldn't smoke out with him again... but those were some awesome kisses. They were so intense. I've never been a big fan of kissing. I hated kissing Hunter, and I only kissed dudes so I get to the fucking sooner. Kissing Kel... really kissing him... with open mouths and tongues and everything that goes along with that would be... I take swigs of the beer as I head back to my bedroom. I feel like the hike from the fridge back up to my room is a hundred miles on a normal night, and tonight it seems even longer. I'm going to fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow. I open my bedroom door and turn on the light. "Dude!" I'm shocked to see Kel lying on my bed. He's already changed into some sleep clothes. He's wearing a cream-colored tank top with red trim, red and cream plaid sleep pants and cream ankle socks with red heels and toes. He was really looking good on our date tonight, but this outfit makes him look even more adorable. I just want to jump on top of him. "Just because you have to do some serious thinkin' to do... doesn't mean I can't be in here with you!" he smiles, defiantly. "Kel..." I smile and shake my head. "Austin, please. Please don't make me leave." "You can stay. You can sleep in here whenever you want. You know that," I say, taking off my jacket. He smiles, and I turn away from him and head for my bathroom. I brush my teeth and change into a pair of boxers and a tank top that I normally sleep in. I head back into the bedroom and see that he's trying to give me a sexy pose, making sure his cute little butt is showing its bubble-shape through his sleep pants. "Austin, I could... help you make up your mind," he says, slowly. "Oh yeah?" "Yeah... you could... make love to me...," he says in a low, firm voice, "right now." "That's not going to happen," I say turning around to a mirror. Looking at myself, I realize again that I'm still high, and I laugh seeing my reflection. "Why do you want me so bad? I'm just... I'm THAT guy!" I point into the mirror. I see my big brown, dilated eyes, my brown spiky-shaggy carefully-styled hair starting to go flat, my slender frame. I do have the chiseled jaw though... and I like my defined shoulders and biceps. The guys I met on Grindr all told me I have a nice ass... I guess I'm pretty hot... but I look back at Kel, who is about the sexiest kid I've ever seen. "Austin, you're not just THAT guy... you're THE guy. You're... the guy of my dreams," he says softly. "Yeah right," I feel myself blush, so I turn away. "What I can I do? What can I do to help you make up your mind?" "You can go to sleep," I say, hopping on the bed next to him and switching off my lamp. I crawl under the covers and he does the same next to me. "Austin, can I... sleep on you... like I did when I was little?" "Sure," I say, lifting my arm and inviting him to scoot closer. I definitely don't want his head in my lap like when he would fall asleep on the couch in front of the TV. "Thanks," he whispers. He moves in next to me under the covers, lays his head on my chest and settles the palm of one of his hands on my abs. I begin to lightly stroke his hair like I did back in the day, letting my fingertips run through his thick, blond, wavy curls. He lets out a sleepy, satisfied moan. "G'nite, little bro," I whisper, as I feel his body relax. "I love you... so much... Austin," he whispers, as he gets closer to dreamland. "Love you, too," I whisper, making sure my strokes become lighter. Finally, I stop, as I'm sure he's asleep. I hear him breathe in and out softly, completely blissful. I feel that the resistance I have for this relationship with Kel is like the grains of sand pouring inside of an hourglass... and the final few grains of sand just fell through.