Date: Mon, 8 Jul 2002 07:42:09 -0700 (PDT)
From: CompactChub <so_uncool_joe@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kev (A True Story)/Part 1

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					Kev


Intro

	It was a day like any other in my lonely and loveless life. I was
sitting in my room and as usual, I was either chatting on the Internet or
watching TV. It was like that since I was about 13. I guess it may be that
no one had understood me yet, and months away from 16, my life was pretty
much confusing. All my life I'd been hiding, and till now, few know
anything about me. I don't know why but I knew that I was destined to live
a life different from many others.  I liked younger boys, and I was slowly
trying to live with that. Why they appealed to me I guess I'll never know.

I, however, had also learned another thing about my sexual desires. Chubby
boys just drove me nuts. I don't mean the big, fat or even obese guys, just
the usual kid with a rounder stomach.  So far, I had fooled around once
with a boy in my class, but it was the one-time-only usual boy play and he
wasn't chubby, so you could say that I wasn't really experienced and not
used to finding love (or friends for that matter).


Part 1


	As I was saying, I was on my computer chatting on the net when I
heard the doorbell ring.  I heard the voice of my mom as she was welcoming
someone. I went to check things out. My mom introduced me to her friend who
seemed to know me very well.

I said hi and suddenly as I was about to go back into my room, the most
beautiful boy I had ever seen popped in from behind the door and said hi in
a shy innocent manner and with a small smile that made my heart sink. As my
senses came back to me, I took a good look at him. He was about 12 years of
age and not very tall. He had short spiky blond hair, sparkling hazel eyes,
and the cutest lightly freckled cheeks I had ever seen. I moved my head
down a bit to get a look at his body. I knew that if I ever had a fantasy,
it was right in front of me! In general, he could be considered quite
chubby but his body was perfectly shaped. He didn't have any of that
unpleasant fat dropping like jelly, but he had a firm round stomach with a
thin lining of extra flesh and a relatively compact fleshy chest area shown
by his t-shirt.

Usually, I tried not to judge people by the way they looked, but this boy
made me sparkle inside having only said one word! I started to feel dumb
with all my staring and was saved by mom.

"Why don't you two keep each other company? Alice and I have a lot of
catching up to do,"

"Sure Mom," I answered.

We came into my room and I started the usual introductory conversation. We
talked about school and stuff. We also had a couple of laughs as I put on
my Mr. Bean face and did something really stupid. He was very friendly and
very easy to talk to. He was shy at first but it seemed to me that the more
we talked the more relaxed he got. He even started telling me silly jokes.

He said he was almost 13 years old. I also found out that his family was
back in town after many years of living abroad. His mom was my mother's old
friend and she became widowed a short while ago.

"I'm really sorry about your dad," I said.

There was a pause and a sad look in his eyes, then he said," You really
have a cool room,"

"Thanks. It's the only thing I like. Life is boring these days,"

"Why do you say that...don't you have friends to have fun with?"

I felt a look of concern on his face. At that moment, I knew that he was
the sensitive type. That made me like him even more.

"I do have friends, but most of the time, things are lonely,"

Not really sure I wanted to give him that loser attitude; I decided to
think more before talking.  But then, it wasn't bad at all. We were sitting
on my bed and he got a bit closer.

"It's mostly like that with me too but I find it hard to believe that a guy
like you should be lonely. I mean, you are funny and good looking; I'd say
you were the popular type,"

"Thanks, it's nice of you to say that."

I thought about what he said for a moment. That "good looking" comment kept
ringing in my ear.  I mean girls have said that to me before, but it felt
good to hear it coming from him. I was tall, green eyes, average build, and
black brownish hair that curled in the front giving me that cool
look. Personality wise, it was simple, I was way beyond my years, maybe
even a bit to mature too early. Everyone would tell me that, repeatedly.

"I mean it," came the sound of innocence.

Another pause.

Then he asked," Well maybe we could hang out some day before school starts
again...I mean...with my being new here and all. I don't know anything in
this town and you won't be lonely,"

That was great! As I was about to answer, he interrupted, "ummm forget
that. I always throw myself on people when I'm bored, sorry. You're older,
I'd be no fun...you are 15, right?"

"Yep, 15."

I was afraid that 16 would count me out of being a potential
friend. Besides, I just turned 16.

"And about hanging out, I think we should give it a try. We could go to
Water World if you haven't been there yet. You like swimming?"

I saw him smile." Really...kewl!! I haven't been there but I heard of
it...I love to swim though, is it a fun place?

I looked deeply into his eyes." Sure it is and I'd love to go with you as
long as your mom is okay with that of course. We'll work that out some
day."

"Thanks man. I'm mostly stuck with my brother these days. It feels strange
having left all my friends, even though they weren't too many, back home I
used to hang out with my buddy Ryan all day every day! Now it's like I'm so
lost,"

"I know what you mean, I think", I said

"How old is your brother?" I wondered.

"9,"

"Why didn't he come over?"

"He already made himself a best friend," he smiled.

Just then my mom along with his mom entered the room.

"We are gonna go out for a few hours, is that ok with you Alex or shall we
take Kevin with us," asked Kevin's mom.

"I dunno about Kev, but I wouldn't mind at all". That was the first time I
called him Kev and never changed that habit.

"I'll stay," said Kev with a grin.

They left and we were alone in the house, which in a way excited me and
made me feel more at ease. He made me feel at ease being so nice, friendly,
and easy to talk to. He wasn't shy anymore. In fact, he was very close to
confident and straightforward.

The chatting continued and I asked about where they lived. It turned out
that he was about 10 minutes from my house by foot.

I wanted to make him happy or at least see him having some fun, so I put
some games for him on my computer. I watched happily as I saw his
excitement rise. He really liked one of them which was my favorite too. He
got a pretty high score for a first-timer. He asked me to go next.

"This game is soooooo cool" he said.

I smiled," You can come and play anytime you feel like it. My computer is
always ready and I'd love some competition. You almost beat me!"

"You are just saying that...you could beat my score anytime you want,"

I laughed, "Wise guy" and tickled him all around his stomach. He turned
round and giggled. He continued playing while I watched.

When he lost, he looked at me for a moment. Then he said really quickly,
"Hey, cool eyes"

"I was thinking the same about yours,"

He looked at me with that wonderful smile that said thank you. I smiled
back.

I started feeling closer to him and we had only met an hour ago. A short
while later while he still sat at my computer, I gave him a back and neck
massage. I was and still am pretty sure that boys love their back rubbed.

I could see from his face that he liked it. Pretty soon he stopped the
game, turned round, and said, "me and my brother do this cool thing to each
other...wanna try?"

"Only if it doesn't kill me," I joked.

He got up and lifted up my shirt from the back. Hmm, I like this game I
thought to myself. Then, with the lightest touch, he ran three fingers in
circles all around my back applying extra pressure on some spots and much
less on others. It was really awesome and I made sure that he knew it. It
made me shiver along with making me horny. The thought of his hands on my
back was just incredible. I wanted to turn round and give him a big
kiss. Soon, I had another idea.

"Hey, I think I got more than my fair share. Want me to try?"

"Sure, I love it!"

While I would do that I proposed that we sit on the bed and watch a
movie. He didn't mind. A James Bond movie was on. Luckily, we were both
really liked that. We sat and I slid my hand under his t-shirt. I could
feel the warmth and the softness of his skin. I wanted to feel that little
puppy fat on the sides of his stomach, but I couldn't yet.

I was about to start this 3 finger massage, I asked him if he got his
t-shirt from Europe, because I had a similar one and was wondering if it
was the same make.

Kev just sat straight and took off his t-shirt." I dunno, look for the tag
on the back." he said.

I did and then gave him back his t-shirt.

"Do you mind if I don't wear it yet? It's so hot and it would be more
comfortable that way," he said.

Did I mind? It was one the nicest sights I had ever seen. He was actually
sexier than I thought before. Cute round stomach you just want to grab and
lightly chubby tits I was already fantasizing about squeezing!

"I don't mind at all, I think it's cool,"

"Thanks, I like being shirtless" came with a grin.

My dick was now gonna burst as he sat between my legs all shirtless with
his boxers showing under his shorts. I felt embarrassed and was pretty sure
that he could feel the hard rock behind him. I just moved back a bit. I
used three fingers and gently circled them around his back. Then, using
one, I ran it down his spine where very tiny blond hairs were growing. I
could hear him taking deep breaths and it felt like his body shivered a
bit. I wanted to make him feel as good as possible, so I tried my best.

"Oh man, you do this a million times better than my brother. It feels
great, please don't stop."

I was happy. "Nah, I won't stop. This is fun,"

"Cooool. Did you see that?" he asked excitedly.

"Yeah, that was awesome." I said, even though the T.V wasn't where I was
looking at the time.

It was Bond's BMW that flew off from a building to another by remote
control. I continued this "game" or whatever it was as we got a bit more
interested in the movie. Eventually I got a bit tired and stopped. I put 2
large pillows and lied back on them. I held Kev's stomach by the sides
(there!) gently and pulled him back so that he'd be lying down as I was. It
was a great feeling when I rested my arms on his belly. His belly was soft
and smooth. It felt like he was meant for me because every touch was not
just great from a physical point of view, but it sent me to boy heaven (you
have to go there to know what I'm talking about). His voice and words were
music to my ears. He was just incredible.

I didn't dare move my hands from where they were. I didn't want him to get
angry with me. But soon, his two hands were on mine. I thought he was gonna
move mine away, but what he did was just keep them there over mine.

As I looked down from over his shoulder, I noticed that he had a
boner. Obviously, he wasn't big at all, but it just showed that his small
dick wanted some space. As I stared, I began to wonder. Could this boy
actually be gay? If he were, then it would make things so much easier.

At that moment. he turned around and looked at me. I took my eyes off where
they were starring and looked into his sparkling eyes. His cheeks were red.

"I'm so embarrassed," he said." I mean I'm sorry, but I always get like
that when I get my back rubbed. It's not intended; I swear "he looked kind
of disappointed. He got off me, but seconds later back on again.

His concern was so sweet.

"Don't be embarrassed. Everyone's body is stimulated by something. It's
nothing to be ashamed of".

"Hey, lemme tell ya a secret" I said. I moved so that he could take a good
look at me. Then I pointed to my boner. "I guess you are not the only one,"

He definitely relaxed and laughed a bit. I laughed a bit too." I guess I
like giving back massages as much as you like receiving them,"

I wasn't sure that I should have said that. I could have ruined everything
and may have given away the fact that I was gay. But that doubt was soon
washed away.

"Things have been so lonely since we moved. Damn^ÅI'm whining
again^Å.but I wish I had friends to to do stuff with, like now. I guess
when school starts it will be okay," he said.

"This is fun." He added a little later being nothing but his honest self as
usual.

"You're sweet, you know that?"

"Thanks," he said with the usual miraculous smile showing his perfect white
teeth.

Well then" I said," why don't you just hold me since we both like it,"

"Okay," came his sweet voice. I was in heaven, but I already said
that. Everything was working out. We both liked each other. At least I
wished he liked me half as much as I liked him.

I was pretty much satisfied and so we sat him in my arms and we stayed that
way till the movie was over. I wished it would never end, but it did. I
decided to put his t-shirt back on him. I didn't want mom or her friend to
ask any questions. Fortunately, I was just in time because five minutes
later they were back home.

Kev was getting ready to go with his mother. I said bye and he said he
hoped that he would see me soon. I assured him that he would.

"Before I forget," said his mom.

She took me to the kitchen." Your mom and I were talking about my work and
all. Well, here's the thing. I have to work very late a few times a week
and I can't trust my two boys to stay alone at night. "They almost burnt
down the house the last time left them home alone," she laughed. I wonder
why?

"Your mom proposed that you could baby-sit sometimes. She said you've
babysitter for your neighbors. I liked the idea because they hate
babysitters but I thought I'd ask them if they would enjoy it with you,
you'd be more like a friend and you could make some extra money. We could
try it once and if all is ok we could work on a deal. Interested?"

WOW I thought. I didn't show my extreme excitement." I would be happy to
baby-sit and ummm if you call; I'll do my best to free myself,"

"Very well. Thanks for the help. I'm sure I can trust you with them. Your
mom went on and on about how responsible and mature you were. Do you know
that I was around when you were born, when you were this tiny? Your mom and
I were always together, but oh my, you grew so much,"

"Really," I said looking surprised, but really, I wasn't.

"Yep, you grew into such a handsome and polite young man! What school do
you go to?"

"Midfield."

"Oh yes, I already asked your mom that. It's the same school I'm putting
Brian and Kevin in," she nodded, " Well, I have to go now, it was great to
see you again. Bye. "

"See you later,"

With that, they left and I went and stayed in my bed. I couldn't stop
thinking about him and at some point, I even felt like crying. I didn't and
eventually I fell asleep with the hope that I would dream of him...



Part 2



The next day brought nothing exciting. However, I wasn't going to let that
be the case for the day after. I got his phone number from mom and gave him
a call. Luckily, his mom wasn't home and he answered. I asked if he were
free for the day and I proposed that we go to water world. He seemed
excited by the idea and assured me that he would go if his mom was ok with
that.

After a few phone calls, it was decided that we would pick him up and mom
would take us. I decided that I should take my 11-year-old sister with me
so mom wouldn't get suspicious. Besides, it was weird enough for her that I
made plans with Kevin. she didn't mind at all and was rather happy that I
was being "nice". I asked if Kev's brother would come, but he couldn't, he
was at a friend's house.

Soon we were at his driveway. Kev got in the car wearing black sunglasses
and a sleeveless shirt. He was so cool and cute I could have just squeezed
him.

"Yo Mr. cool guy" I said, maybe a bit hesitantly. He nodded and smiled, a
bit shy in front of my mom.

Twenty minutes later we were there. It was a cool sunny day; a perfect day
to be at a water park with the boy you love. I got rid of my sister as soon
as possible. Kev and I set out to what would be a very very fun day. We
tried all sorts of rides. He would squirt water in my eyes any chance he
got and the water fights almost always ended with his laughter and smiles.

At noon, we were in the swimming pool relaxing and chatting. This was when
we really got to talk and know each other better. He said he liked to be
around older guys and that his friends were always older. Of all the stuff
he talked about, that intrigued me most as I did find it kind of odd that
he was so excited to go with me. He liked to do things older guys do, yet
he really didn't mind being treated as a younger kid. I kind of liked the
idea. He was a bit serious for a boy his age. In a way, it was a sign of
early maturity. We had lots of things in common.

According to him, he was a very good inline skater and he promised that he
would teach me if I would in return help him with his basketball skills. It
was a fair deal I thought. I let him know that being a good ball player at
our school was a must. Anything just to see him again!

My favorite part of the day was the free fall ride when he lied down on
me. I held him tight and we both fell into this huge swimming pool. He held
on to me so tight it was like his life depended on it. The next best part
was right after that. We were off for lunch and I got to dry his wet sexy
body. I didn't take my eyes off him for one second. He stood pretty
straight with large shoulders and his eyes as usual shone brighter than the
sun, his smile unequaled in every possible way and his nose perfectly small
and cute. Drying off his stomach, I couldn't help but notice his innie
belly button. It was kinda big and I had that thing for belly buttons, a
small fantasy about putting my finger in them, but that's nothing big
really. His butt looked firm and round to me. Well, maybe I was biased, I
loved everything about the kid, I couldn't find any faults. The last items
of desire where the chubby legs, not too chubby, just enough to drive you
nuts! He was wearing a navy blue swim suit that kept on coming in the way
of his balls. It was so funny.

The rest of the day was pretty much the same. We were exhausted and
couldn't wait to get home.  We had to leave so we both went to find my
sister and her friend. On the way, Kev stopped me to say something.

"Thank you sooooo much...it was really cool. I haven't had this much fun
since Dad used to take me out."

I felt a mixture of emotions in his face. He was happy and sad, gloomy yet
content. I wasn't going to control my feelings any longer. I gave him a
hug, a tight loving hug.

He was surprised by that but soon he was hugging me back. I could die that
instant knowing that my life had been a satisfying one.

"That hug was because you're such a nice person" I said.

There was a perfect example of why I honestly loved the boy and why I
respected him so much. He was different, but in such a good way. Other boys
were usually rude, impolite, and not very sensitive. Not Kev. Kev was
honest and sweet but still manly in every way. I also noticed that day how
spontaneous he was, with everyone. If he wanted to say something, he would
just it, without worrying about who would think what about him. I guess
people like him are very hard to find. I just had to keep him around.

A few seconds later, my sister was with us and we went to the car. Kev was
dropped home and I went straight to bed. That night, though, I did dream of
him!

It was a long weird dream but it was of him and there he was right in front
of my eyes!

"Huh!?" I exclaimed.

He laughed and said "Good morning sleepy head,"

Was I still dreaming!??

No.

Mom had let him in because she thought that I had already slept enough. He
was there to borrow a cd. It was a game that he liked the other day.

"Hey dude" I said smiling. He couldn't stop apologizing for waking me up
arguing that my mom had insisted. I told him that I didn't mind it at
all. I gave him many CDs( which made him so happy) and while I was in my
boxers, I noticed him looking down. There was the doubt again for a second.

He sat for a second while we talked about how much fun the previous day
was. He asked for advice about something and I was glad that I could
help. I wanted to tell him that I liked him and I begged him to stay some
more but he couldn't stay and I couldn't talk.

He left with a "Thanks a lot Alex. I'll have these back soon. Thanks
Mrs. Smith"



Part 3



Many days went by and I was getting anxious to see him again. I could
hardly eat, think, or sleep. However, I had no reason to call this time. It
was plain torture.

Finally, the phone rang and it was Alice, Kev's mom. She asked if I could
baby-sit that night.  Naturally, I said yes.

I counted the minutes till seven o'clock. That was when I arrived at their
home. Alice was just ready to leave and she gave me a few instructions. In
bed by nine for the young one, ten for Kev, teeth should be brushed etc etc
etc. "I'll be home by midnight or even at one." No bath though,". I was
disappointed. But 4 hours with Kev was everything I wanted.

"Now listen boys, Alex is not a baby-sitter, you guys don't need one, BUT
even though he isn't I asked him to stay with you guys while I'm gone and
that means you will listen to every word he says, understood?" she asked
assertively.

I was introduced to Brian, Kev's 9-year-old brother. Now Brian was the
quite chubby type. He would easily outweigh his brother at 12 I
thought. His round face, however, was handsome and he had blue eyes. It
turned out that he was really active but he would eat like a pig. I thought
him was cute but I later found out that he was a pest. He was very naughty.

I reflected about Brian's presence. Was it going to ruin my evening?

As I was going to think about how to get rid of him, Kev came marching into
the doorway. His mom had left by this time and I said hi.

"Hi! If it isn't my favorite babysitter," he said with a smile.

"Wow, I'm the favorite already...wait till you see how cruel I can be" I
joked.

"So I might have to change my attitude problem then," he said. He got
closer and I gave him five.

"Hey Brian, you wanna watch some TV while me and your bro prepare something
to eat?" I asked

"Okay, but it better be ready soon. I'm hungry" he said with a devilish
look.

Kev and I went into the kitchen.

"You mean YOU are gonna prepare dinner?" Kev wondered.

"Nope. Not at all. Your mom already prepared some sandwiches, but I said
that so I could talk to you privately,"

"What's up?"

"Well, I'm not sure how I'm gonna tell you this, but I'm pretty sure that I
must". I had no idea where I got the courage to say what I did that
night...I still think that that part was a miracle. I hadn't planned it at
all but somehow it felt like the right thing to do.

We both sat down at the table. I was working on a safe approach just in
case he overreacted.

"I have to tell you a secret that no one in this entire world knows but
me. I am telling it to you because I trust you. And I know that even though
you might hate me afterwards, I believe deep in my heart that you can keep
it between us. The truth is...umm.....I am gay. Yes, I like
boys. I...I..II..I can't keep coming here knowing that I'm keeping such an
important thing from you and mostly from your mom who is trusting me with
you guys."

(Pause)

"God made me this way. I hate it so much, but I learned that the only thing
I can do is to learn to live with it. Please, Kev, please tell me I can
trust you with this secret, that you won't tell anyone.

(Pause)

"If you think I'm sick or disgusting or anything else, I'm sorry and I
promise I'll never come baby-sit ever again and you will never see my
face......And if you're cool with it we'll just go on being friends without
having to lie about that."

In a way, my words were a shock to ME. Although I had played this several
times in my head, I couldn't actually believe what I was saying. Suddenly,
I became so nervous. I couldn't look at his face, I was too ashamed of his
reaction. What was I doing ? It seemed so stupid I was just about to leave
somewhere. But where? What had I started?

He truly concentrated on my words and as I was done, he got up and sat down
again. He looked a bit confused about what he was going to say.

"I think I figured out that you are gay" he said.

I was shocked." How?" I wondered.

"From the hug you gave me and from that time at your house"

Another pause. My heart was beating faster.

"I first thought that you were being nice to me because our mothers are
friends, but when I thought about it, I had some doubts. I can't believe
you just told me that...I mean...I mean...I have been having doubts about
it myself for a while, I've been so confused and now with you around...I
can't believe that you're gay. So, you really are gay, you know like Elton
John?"

($#%??% Where the hell did he get that from!) All I could say was, " yes,
just like him,"

He was calming down but still nervous. Me? I was gonna have a cardiac
arrest.

"I mean....ummmmm" he was shocked. "I mean it's ok I won't tell anyone and
I really don't think you are weird or anything, but why are you telling me?
His face looked like a question mark.

"OK...shit. Damn...I'm gonna be completely honest with you, to the last
detail," I said," I fell in love with you as soon as I met you. You are the
cutest and sweetest boy I have ever met". I like you a lot Kev, I love it
when we are together."

I had tears in my eyes. I was and always will be the sensitive type, but
thinking about it now as I write the story, I remember Kevin and the way he
took it all so seriously and sensitively.  Other boys his age would've made
fun forever but not him, he wiped a tear off my face.

He still looked confused though, naturally, who wouldn't be? Suddenly,
there was a hint of a smile on his face. I didn't expect a lot, I was
already thanking my lucky stars that he didn't go nuts on me and that he
wouldn't tell anyone. I believed him but I couldn't relax.

His face started reddening and it seemed like he was entering a new
depressed state.

"You love me?" he repeated. Maybe that was a little too far for me to go.

"I like you too, but I'm scared Alex. I'm scared. If you're gay, then I
must be gay too because I like to be around you too. I couldn't even
understand why at night I thought about you touching me all over like you
did that day at your house. Fuck (first time he ever used language like
that with me). I'm scared because I might become what everyone in the world
makes fun of. Shit Alex, am I gay too?"

"Kev, I don't think that you should worry about that yet. I mean it's too
early and no matter what you turn out to be, you will be different. Not
different in that sense, but different in a way that makes you such a nice,
sweet, and lovable person. Different and much better."

He smiled.

"No." he said. " I have to know. I can't just deny what I'm becoming. Like
when I saw boys in showers, I convinced myself that it was normal. I read
about it all on the internet, before I met you. You've got to help me out,
please it's so confusing...I have to decide, like you, and my mom's cousin,
he's gay, and no one minds. But still people hate them. My mom would kill
me I think."

"They don't and she won't. They just don't understand how they are and they
think they hate them but they don't. Besides, you don't have to decide,
trust me, it comes naturally. Don't deny your feelings, just go where they
send you."

He was thinking about it all as he played with the thread of his
t-shirt. It was too much for him to swallow in one night, one discussion.

He got up again and sat in my lap, yet he never had the courage to look at
me. Honestly, I didn't have that either. I hugged him tight, he needed it
as he was beginning to cry. It looked like I hit his soft spot with my
news. I bought out his inner fears and worries. I felt selfish because I
was initially relieved that he had doubts too.

"I'm happy you told me about you, I feel better," he said. "Your my best
friend and my hero."

Adrenalin was pumping in my body like crazy. My heart felt hollow then
full, then empty again.  My first thought was of the maturity with which
the boy spoke.

My senses came back to me. He loved me, although he never used the word,
pretty understandable for a twelve year old, I was HIS hero! He liked me!??
I could have screamed with joy but I would have killed the intensity of the
moment. It was really funny how fast all this had happened after only three
meetings but I guess that it was kind of understandable coming from a boy
whose dad died and whose mother is always away. Yet, I still wondered about
love and how it comes in unexpected ways, but I sure wasn't going to
complain.

My hand brushed his smooth hair. I kissed his nose. He held me tight. I
began telling him everything about the way I felt and why I did.

"I love you" I said again and again and again.

"My dad used to say that three times every night before I went to bed. Just
like you just did."

He told me how much he had loved his dad and how much fun they had
together. It seemed to me that he was much much closer to his dad than to
his mom. His dad died in "his" arms.

I felt so much pain, I imagined the horror he had to go through. My parents
were divorced and I hadn't seen my dad for years, but death was
different. Death was a much tougher thing to grasp.

He told that I kind of reminded him of his dad. No wonder I was his hero I
thought. Then he started crying again. I knew that he was sensitive when it
came to that matter and I did my best to soothe him.

"Just promise me that you'll never leave me like my dad did..."

"I'll will be with you as long as I can and I'll help you with anything you
need. I promise. Now that all the truth is out you know you can be honest
with, ask me or tell whatever you want. But you have to remember that this
must stay between us. No one would understand this. Can you manage that?"

"Yes, I know. We have to act normal stuff or else people would say that we
are weird. Maybe we are..."

I felt a doubt come to his mind and it worried me. I held him tighter and
assured him that one should listen to his heart and not his head at times
like these. Besides, I told him that we were doing normal stuff so he
shouldn't worry. I think he felt better.

"You are different from any 12 yr old kid in the world, and you know how?

"How?" he asked.

"You're much cooler, much sweeter, much more fun, much more mature and so
much more sensitive. I just bet my whole life on you being that, and I was
right. You could easily tell everyone, but you won't. You're ranked number
one in my book buddy," I said, and I meant it.

He smiled a happy smile and just when my lips were about to touch Kev's,
Brian opened the kitchen door.

"Where is the dinner Mr. Lousy Babysitter, I can't wait all night you
know."

We were both astounded but I managed to say that the sandwiches were
ready. I gave him two to fill up his floppy belly. There was one for me and
one for Kev.

All three of us headed for the living room where the TV was. I held Kev's
hand behind his back.  I didn't have the heart to let go. I was too
content.

Brian had messed up the whole room. No wonder he needed a sitter, in such
little time he managed to turn it all upside down. Anyway, I still had time
to fix things later.

We switched channels while we ate. When we were done, I sent them off to
brush their teeth, I had to take care of them after all.

When they were back, they were in their pajamas. It was about eight thirty
and it was almost Brian's time for bed. We played a board game till
nine. Brian tried to cheat so many times that I lost count. It was quite
boring but me and Kev shared a few private laughs.

I took Brian up to his room as he nagged that it wasn't fair that Kev got
to sleep late and that he was still hungry. I tried to be as diplomatic as
possible. I tucked him in and checked on him 10 minutes later. He was
asleep.

I went back down to Kev who was waiting for me impatiently.

"Finally, some time alone again," he said.

"Yes,"

"Would you let me sit on you just like we did before? That felt really
good,"

We sat in our favorite position. He lied down on me.

I gave him a big fat hug.

"I think you should think things over tonight and if you change your mind
about anything, I'll understand. Remember, you can send me out of your life
whenever you want."

"It's weird. But I'm sure I don't ever wanna send you out. I was so afraid
that you would just be another person I like and lose. I just don't want to
think anymore"

"We talked about stuff and more stuff. Mostly, a few things worried me. The
way he spoke about his uncle it felt to me like was abused by him as a kid,
but I didn't interfere with his opinions.  Besides, as he mentioned, it was
more the physical abuse than anything sexual. That made everything about
him a bit clearer to me. He was very smart and interesting. He spoke like
confident teenager, obviously wanting to feel older. Yet it was evident
that he was looking for someone to care and to take care of him. His mom
simply never had time anymore. I was there sat the right time and place.

"Hey Alex, did you ever do stuff with other boys? You know, gay stuff?" he
asked puzzled.

"Not a lot, just once," I said and continued the story of my one encounter.

It was as if we clicked. He made my world perfect and I was glad that I
made his that way too.  I told him how much I liked holding him in my arms
and grabbing his cute stomach and chest.  He said that it made him feel
really good too. Then, he lifted my t-shirt to check my "muscles".  He had
to know how strongly I could hold him.

I hugged him and gave him a kiss on his cheek.

"You like to be a muscleman?"

"Yeah I'd like to lose weight and have a six pack".

"Nah please don't ever do that." I said kinda feeling dumb. " I mean I
loooove your body.  It's so sexy. I rubbed his tummy to confirm my
statement.

I looked at him and thought a while.

"Oooops sorry. I should ask you before I do stuff like that."

"It's okay, I like it" he smiled.

"I was completely honest with you, so I expect you to be the same. You
promise? I would hate to know that something is bothering you. Promise?"

"Okay okay I promise," he said and kissed my nose.

"You're so sweet, you kill me you little rascal" I looked at him and we
pretended to be fighting while I tickled him. I loved his giggles.

As we settled down, we kissed for the very first time. It was my move, I
couldn't resist him anymore and he did nothing to resist me. His sweet lips
touched mine then my tongue reached in to explore his mouth. It was the
most passionate moment in my life.

As we broke it up, he had this look on his face saying "Ewwwww what did I
just do?". But after a moment it seemed like he changed his mind." yummy"
he said with a grin." Didn't know that kissing a boy would feel and taste
so good, it wasn't that gross"

I had a mint a few mins before the kiss, but that was my secret.( No that
doesn't mean I knew what was coming! )

I looked down at his shorts then back in his eyes. He had a boner, didn't
need x ray glasses to tell.

Then he wondered," Am I a good kisser? I've only kissed once before."

"You are plain fabulous," I said and we continued our kiss.

The kissing went on and on as I got hornier and hornier. Right then, he
took off my t-shirt and started checking out my stomach and back again. He
was so curious about my body. I did the same but took some time out to
relax him. He was still tense from all that was going on. Massages were his
weak point. He loved them so much. I laid him down on his belly and gave
him a nice back rub.  His back was his most sensitive point. The more I
rubbed, the wider the smile. Ten minutes later it was time for some
change. Besides, I had to take my eyes off his bubble butt before I
exploded. We turned on the T.V but muted it. He got up and I leaned over
his shoulder, with his back to me, I kissed him again as he held the back
of my head. I massaged his tit, and played with his cute chubby nipple with
one hand and held on to his belly with the other. It was great grabbing
that smooth compact flesh.

Kev had other ideas.

"Can I do something? he asked innocently.

"You can do whatever you want,"

He felt for my dick barely touching it with a finger. I jumped. It looked
like he changed his mind obviously looking very ashamed at what he wanted
to do.

"It's ok really, I just didn't expect you to do that, that's all."

With a few directions from me, I held his hand and ran it down to my
dick. He felt it all the way to the back then started squeezing it gently."
Wow that thing is big" he exclaimed. It wasn't really but I suppose it was
relative to him. It wasn't long before he was jacking me off
rhythmically. I had to encourage him at every move as he was scared, but as
he became more confident about what he wanted and enjoyed, he turned out to
be the great amateur to say the least. I couldn't resist it any more. I
slipped my hand down under his boxer shorts.

Right then, he stopped me and stopped himself moments before I would have
shot. I didn't know why till I saw his face go red.

"What's wrong?" I wondered.

"Please don't," he said still looking timid.

"I'm sorry. It's completely my fault. I shouldn't have taken things that
fast, I guess I just got too excited". I began feeling guilty making him
feel bad.

"It's not that. It's just that....just that...I'm afraid that you would
laugh at me"

"Laugh at you. Why!?" I exclaimed.

"Because...cuz I have a small dick." he said looking really disappointed in
himself." Even my brother is bigger than I am"

In a way, it was a small surprise to hear that. But I wasn't really sure
how to express myself.

"AW Kev," I said looking straight into his eyes," You shouldn't be worrying
about that especially that you are not even a teen yet. You still have many
years and you'll get bigger I'm sure. You still haven't had your growth
spurt. ( is that what they call it?)

In fact, I preferred a smaller dick. It was easier to suck on and more
comfortable in anal sex.  But I surely didn't mention any of that then.

"And plus," I continued." Even if it doesn't, you have to remember that
dicks and pussies and breasts, they're just part of the physical aspect of
things. Your heart and brains, now there's what's important.(spoken like a
true wise ass I thought to myself). I wouldn't change anything in you for
the Kev I know now. I've been looking for someone like you all my life."

He was now in my arms again. "Thanks Alex, you're right. I don't care about
it. I like you so much."

"You actually thought I would laugh at you?"

"No...it's just that yours is huge." I hugged him very tight, he was so
precious to me.

"There's another thing I have to ask you" he said.

He told me about his 2 friends who would play with each other in the school
bathroom. He found out about them earlier that year. "Were they gay?" he
asked. I answered that no one could know at that point. Anyway, most young
boys fool around with each other at least once at that stage in life, part
of the way the are growing up. Most boys did it and it doesn't necessarily
make them gay.

"So how come you never joined in?" I asked, kind of a tease question.

"Was too scared they would call me gay, but then, now I know I was missing
out on all the fun. He smiled.

"But then," he added, "that would make it okay for us, you know, to have
some fun"

"Yeah, I guess, but let's not tell your mom yet. I joked and he laughed his
ass off.

I made sure that he knew that I had no intention of ever making him do
anything he didn't want and that if I had his love, that stuff meant
nothing to me. It kind of did to him though, naturally.

I saw his face lighten and he put on that irresistible grin. I wanted him
so badly. I felt something poking me in my leg. It was Kev's erection. This
chat had made us really horny. I wasn't going to fight it anymore. I
slipped my hand under his boxer shorts to feel his hard-on was less than 3
inches long and it twitched as my fingers rubbed on it. The expression on
his face changed as the sensation passed through his body.

He moaned gently.

As our excitement increased, I moved my hand down from his smooth cut dick
to his small balls, a thought crossed my mind and I was quick to make a
decision.

"I won't," I said and I moved my hand out.

"What's wrong?" asked Kev with concern.

"I don't think it is time for all this fooling around yet. I know how much
we want to but our friendship means so much more to me than this. I want
you to be sure so that you could never ever regret doing anything with
me. Not wake up one morning thinking of me as the bastard who took
advantage of you. I need your trust to be at a maximum and this is no way
to achieve that.  Please understand and don't forget that your brother is
upstairs and could wake up any minute,"

"But I AM sure. I want you to do whatever you want," he asserted.

"No Kev, I'm sorry" I was sure that I wanted it this way." I don't want you
to think that this is why I said I liked you so much,"

"But Alex, I know that's not why you like me...so please don't stop, it
felt so great!"

I just stared without saying a word ( trying not to change my mind).

"Oh ok I know , you're doing it for me, thank you for nothing. He gave me
another long kiss."

"I'm so tired," he added later on.

We were both disappointed but he stayed in my arms keeping me warm for
another hour. Rubbing his back sent him fast asleep. I couldn't believe
that he was even cuter asleep than awake. I gave him a kiss on his lips and
tried to move him up to his room. But he was too heavy so I had to wake him
up. I took him up to his room as he asked me to call him the next day.

I went back down cleaned up the mess and watched TV till Alice came home at
twelve thirty, thanked me, and gave me some money. She asked if they were
any trouble and I assured her that they weren't. She also told me to be
careful as I walked back home.

With that out of the way, I went home thinking real hard about the day's
events. I couldn't have dreamed it any better. I was glowing inside, but I
had a horrible feeling that things would go wrong at some point. It was too
good to be true...