Date: Mon, 14 Oct 2013 21:31:24 -0400 From: JT <writerjt11 (at) gmail.com> Subject: What Kind of Love: Chapter 02 Disclaimer: -The following story is purely fiction. -Any similarity between the characters in my story and those in real life are purely coincidental. -The following story will contain scenes involving sexual acts between two consenting related males. If you are underage or this type of material is illegal where you live, I would advise you to seek entertainment on another site. -All rights regarding publishing and further transmission of this story beyond the Nifty Archives are reserved by the author. -This story is not a wank fest, it will be a slow build to the sexual stuff, so if this isn't for you find another story. -The Journal entries will always be from Ken's POV, The rest of the story is from Alexei's POV. -Feedback is always welcome, you may contact me at WriterJT11(at)gmail(dot)com. As you all know, Nifty is a free site and needs our help to continue to function. Please consider donating even a small amount to keep this site running. Now on to the story. :-) **************************************************************************** K.C.'s Journal Joural Entry # 821 Dated: Oct. 20th 2013 Well after a few months of going back and forth with things, I finally did it. I decided to take a couple weeks from the base before I decide on the job offers I've been presented and face matters head on. I still can't believe I'm keeping these journal entries going after 8 years, I'll give it to my therapist though it has helped a little bit. Of course all of this writing does no good if I don't actually face my fears. But I'm getting away from the point of the entry and I don't have a lot of time to do it before Lexi and I head out. I finally decided to come back home and spend time with Alexi, and visit the rest of the family. God I've missed him. He hasn't changed much since I left him in college. I was happy when he finally forgave me for up and leaving him like I did. We had always planned to finish school together. I was just dealing with a lot and instead of facing it, I ran. I'm hoping that we can find some time to really talk about things. Ugh I am all over the place, I don't know why when I start thinking or writing about Alexi I tend to lose focus. He hasn't changed much. He never did catch up to my height, but he's not that much shorter than me, probably 5' 8". He's managed to drop some weight, and keep it off. I guess running has been a good outlet for him. He still keeps his light blonde hair short, which I like. His steel blue eyes still just hit me like a ton of bricks when he looks at me though. When I was hugging him in his backyard today it took everything I had in me not to kiss him. Ugh, I don't know if I can do this. Maybe I'll just cut my visit short and take the promotion that will station me in Japan for a few years. Dinner and Drinks for our birthday tonight first. I can't run away again this soon. Maybe a few days won't kill me. **************************************************************************** "Ken, I'm glad you decided to come home for a visit." I yelled to him. The bass in the bar was pumping a bit louder than I would have liked but Ken wanted to head out for a few rounds at a bar in the town near my house. I called for a cab knowing that we would probably get really drunk tonight and I did NOT want to leave my car unattended. Sure the town tends to be safe but I didn't want to risk any more parking tickets there. Ken just smiled back at me. I have no clue if he heard me or not. We had been in the bar for an hour or so and I've had probably one or two drinks more than I normally would have and boy was I feeling it. "You know I've missed this Lexi." he said leaning towards me to make sure I heard him. "I don't know what it is but I never could manage to have as much fun or relax as much when it isn't with you." I smiled at him. "Oh you're just hoping I make an ass out of myself again like I did on our 21st Birthday. You know that won't happen, right? First off, we didn't do mexican food tonight for dinner. Secondly, I haven't drank nearly as much tonight." I decided to emphasize that point by very maturely sticking my tongue out at him. God he could be such a smartass when he wanted to be, but he was right. All the times I had gone out, especially after he told me he was going into the Navy and when he finally left. I had gone out to see if drinking could make the shock and pain from it all stop. It never did, I usually wound up blackout drunk and still feeling no better. "Well, I am happy to hear that you finally learned to pace yourself and how to hold your alcohol." He playfully tapped my shoulder with his fist. I had forgiven him for pulling that Navy thing on me after about a year, but being here like this I started to feel that hurt again. I ordered another very large Sex on the Beach for myself, and downed it a little faster than I probably should have. Followed shortly after by another. I think by the third Ken suspected something was going on. As I went to order a fourth one and he grabbed my arm before I could get the bartender's attention again. "I think you've probably had enough and it's getting late. Why don't we just head home Lexi?" It took me a few seconds to process what he had said but I nodded. We left a tip, having paid for our rounds as we ordered them, and he helped guide me to the door. When we stepped outside the cool air had a mixed effect on me. I felt slightly more refreshed but a few seconds later the world started to tilt. Ken caught me, and had me lean against the wall while he hailed a cab for us. I managed to survive the cab ride home without a repeat of my 21st birthday taxi fiasco. When we got to the house I was guided to my bedroom, and proceeded to promptly pass out for the night. I do believe the last thought that went through my mind was along the lines of, Dear lord when did I get old? ******************************************************************************* Thank you for reading the second chapter of What Kind of Love. I would appreciate to hear from any of my readers. What do you think so far? Feedback is always welcome, you may contact me at WriterJT11(at)gmail(dot)com.