Date: Sun, 21 Apr 2013 11:37:03 +1200
From: bob charles <pennywise3636@gmail.com>
Subject: Blood, Surf and Tears (Gay / young friends) chapter 16

Blood, Surf and Tears.

Disclaimer:

Warning: this story contains sexual content, and contact between young
boys.  If the subject matter offends you, is not to your tastes, or if you
are under legal age for your area, then find something else to read. In the
following story all names and events are completely fictional.  Although I
may mention a specific location, place, or person any resemblance to said
people, location, or places is completely unintentional.

Chapter 16:

I didn't need a second invitation. I should say Caleb didn't need to be
told twice, as he stripped me of my clothes before returning to our warm
loving snuggle. Dad laughed at seeing how quickly his son had stripped me
off. He then headed to the kitchen to start preparing something to eat. The
smell of dad cooking reminded us just how hungry we were, as we hadn't had
anything to eat since tea last night. We were that hungry that I could hear
Caleb stomach growling at smelling the delicious smells being generated in
the kitchen. My stomach was rumbling as bad as Caleb's was.

Dad had cooked up hamburgers. Even though it was a quick and easy meal
still tasted awesome. I don't know how he does it, but he can take the most
boring and ordinary meal and make it taste like something out of this
world.

The rest of the day has become a blur. I spent most of it lying on the
couch snuggling with my naked lover. The next thing I knew I was waking up
in bed the next morning with the sun beaming in through the window
again. Just a pity it's a school day.

			       ************

I swore out loud as I awoke, and looked over at the digital clock sitting
on the bedside table beside Caleb's bed. We were running late, as we had
forgotten to inform dad that we would be catching the bus again this
week. Thankfully Caleb was staring to stir, after I had sort of woken him
by swearing. I gave him a light nudge and told him we were going to have to
hurry as we were running a little late for the bus. It was now Caleb's turn
to swear as he had totally forgotten that we had to catch the bus this
week.

We leapt out of bed and I went to my clothes bag to get some clothes. I
pulled on some black briefs followed by some blue league shorts and a blue
and gold replica rugby jersey. Caleb was changed by the time I had finished
and we ran downstairs to grab our school bag and something quick for
lunch. Once we had our stuff ready we took off out the door and sprinted
towards the bus stop. The ground outside still had a slick wet look to it,
but the sun trying its best to dry everything out again. It was causing the
water to evaporate, creating a misty look around the place.

We got there on time. The two little boys were running around chasing each
other like loons. The girl saw us coming, and she blushed a bright red
colour in embarrassment and tried to look away. I noticed however that
every now and then, she would take a sneak peak at Caleb.

Mrs Milner pulled up a couple of minutes later and we all boarded the
van. The two little boys got on last as they had been too busy playing that
they hadn't got themselves ready. The 6 year old got on last and slammed
the door closed after him. We had taken our usual place in the backseat
with Caleb sitting closest to the window. The girl had taken an aisle seat
as opposed to a window seat which I thought was a bit odd.

Mrs Milner put the van in gear, and we headed off towards the next stop at
the other end of town. It was on our way through town towards the stop at
the other end, which I found out why the girl had taken an aisle
seat. About halfway to the other stop I caught the girl taking a sneak peak
at Caleb from the gap that's in between the seats. I don't think she saw me
catch her though. It was at this point that I realised that in the rush to
get changed Caleb had put on everything inside out.

After we had stopped to pick up the boy from the stop at the other end of
town, I whispered to Caleb about the state of his clothes. He blushed a
little then started to take off his shirt. I was hoping that if he also
took his shorts off, he would at least have undies on underneath. Once he
had his shirt off, he handed it to me to turn the right way out, and then
he proceeded to take his shorts off. I heard the girl in front of us gasp
and looked over to Caleb. I saw that no, he did not have undies on
underneath. The girl had heard what I had whispered to Caleb and snuck a
peek through the gap between the seats as Caleb was stripping. The gap had
been big enough that she got yet another uninterrupted view of Caleb's
package.

I just stared at my naked lover, unable to believe he was sitting in the
back of the school bus completely naked. He caught me staring, as he was
turning his shorts the right way out and decided to tease me a little. He
grabbed his pecker and gave it a couple of tugs. It was enough to change it
from then tiny 1 inch flaccid size to his nicely sized 3 inch boner. He
didn't know that the girl in front of us had been watching, until she
gasped at watching it grow. Knowing he had been caught out yet again he put
his shorts on as quickly as he could, then he grabbed his shirt back off me
and put that on too. He needed to put the shirt on to cover the obvious
tent in his shorts. He was wearing his replica All Blacks rugby outfit. His
shirt was a little baggy on him, but his shorts fit perfectly, they were a
little longer than the league ones he likes to wear but not by much.

I noticed the girl trying to get lower down in the seat, so she could try
to look directly up the leg of his shorts. She must have succeeded as I
heard her gasp a little. She had put her hand across her mouth to stifle
her gasp as much as possible but I still managed to hear her. I was
starting to realise that Chris wasn't the only one who had a crush on my
sexy little lover, and I think Caleb was enjoying the extra
attention. Every time Caleb saw her trying to sneak a little peak at him he
would reach up the leg of his shorts and pretend to scratch his crotch
which caused the girl to gasp every time.

The trip from town to Chris's was a lot slower than normal, as Mrs Milner
had to negotiate numerous rock falls or landslides along the way. I have
never in my life seen the road this bad before. The storm last night was
definitely the worst summer storm we have had down these parts since I have
been alive. In some places the slips had covered ¾ of the road and Mrs
Milner had to get really close to where the grass verge drops vertically
into the beautifully calm water of the harbour below. The wheels of the van
were that close to the edge that you couldn't see any land between the
sidewall of the tyre and the harbour. It was pretty hair-raising to say the
least. By the time we got to Chris's stop we would have negotiated at least
twenty slips.

We finally arrived at Chris's stop but he wasn't there. The other girl who
gets on at this bus stop was there, but Chris was nowhere to be seen. I
figured that he must have stayed at his grandma's last night, as she lives
a couple of kilometres south of school. The girl got on and went to sit
with her friend, who was the girl who had spent most of the trip trying to
get glimpses of Caleb's package. She had to move to the window seat now so
that her friend could sit down.

Once we started moving again, I saw the girl from our stop whisper
something in her friend's ear. For the rest of the trip they would take
turns peeking through the gap between their seats, trying to look up the
leg of Caleb's shorts. Caleb made sure to give them a good show by groping
himself through his leg hole each time one of the girls looked. I giggled
and shook my head at my lover thinking back to the shy boy who wouldn't
have ever let anyone see his package. How times have changed.

We arrived at school really late, between ¾ of an hour to an hour
late. Mrs Milner had to negotiate her way around another 25 – 30 slips
between Chris's stop and school. None of us got in any trouble for it, as
it was just one of those things that couldn't be helped. Sure Mrs Milner
could have left early I suppose, but none of us kids would have been ready
as we didn't really know how bad the road was. We met Chris and the rest of
the gang at morning break. I was right, Chris had stayed at his grandma's,
as his parents decided that the weather was far too dodgy to go back home.

School went extremely fast, due in large to the fact we were so late
getting there. Before we knew it we were back on the bus heading home. I
made Caleb sit in the middle for the trip back so that he wouldn't continue
to tease the girls. It worked because now the whole bus could see him, so
he behaved himself. The trip home was long and arduous, as the road working
crews still hadn't got round to clearing the slips along the road. It was
another hair-raising trip, but we were thankful that we had Mrs Milner
driving us. She is an extremely careful and doesn't take any real risks. If
it had of been mum driving, then I reckon we would have ended up in the
drink before we made it home.

The next two and a bit weeks were pretty uneventful. We had early starts
for the rest of the week to ensure we got to school on time. It took till
Wednesday before any road working crews even started to clear the road. It
was a long slow process for them to clear all the slips and took them till
Monday the next week to have the road fully clear. They had even worked
over the weekend to try to get the road clear. Caleb stopped teasing the
girls, as he didn't want to give them the wrong impression. He also didn't
want to get in trouble for it either.

We were glad to see Mr Black again the following week so that we could
again sleep in. The novelty of seeing us turn up in the whirly bird never
died at school. Every time the kids heard the distant thud from the rotor
blades they all gathered round to see us come in.

We didn't do much on either weekend, as Chris was too busy with his parents
preparing some stuff before their big move. Dave for some reason wasn't
allowed to come over either. Tim and Luke had BMX competitions on over both
weekends so that wrote them off too. We surfed as much as we could over the
couple of weeks. We got out a few times after school and in the
weekends. It was really good seeing Caleb confident in the water again. It
made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside knowing that I was able to help him
so much.

It was now Wednesday night and I am feeling a little depressed, as it is my
birthday tomorrow. I knew that mum wouldn't be here for it, yet again. I
had just stripped off my clothes and was getting into bed. Caleb had also
taken off his shirt, but remembered that he hadn't taken his meds so
excused himself for a couple of minutes, so he could go and take
them. Caleb went downstairs and saw his dad in the kitchen, so he went over
to him and handed him a piece of paper.

"Mr Black will be round at about 10:00. Can you please make sure you get
everything on the list?" Caleb asked his dad while giving him a pleading
look.

"Sure thing, is that everything you want?" Dad replied to his son. Caleb
just stood and thought for a bit. He then snatched the paper back and wrote
one more item on the list, and then gave it back to his father. His dad
read it and gave his son and inquisitive look.

"That's the most important thing please do not forget it!" Caleb stressed
giving his father a cheesy smile to go along with it. His dad never said
anymore about it, he just put the list in his pocket and kissed his son
goodnight.

Caleb went back up to his room and finished stripping off. He then got into
bed and snuggled up with me.

"Caleb it's my birthday tomorrow and..." I said to my boyfriend, with a sad
tone in my voice.

"It's your birthday tomorrow and you only just told me! I'm so sorry Dan I
should have asked you earlier when it was. We have nothing planned for it
and it's too late to do anything. It's my fault I'm sorry!" Caleb said
interrupting me. He then burst out crying from guilt. It was now that I
realised that I had never said anything to him until now.

"Caleb, don't think that it's your fault. I should have said something
earlier. Anyway it's mum who should have arranged things for it, not you!"
I said sincerely to my lover, and gave him a tighter hug. I just had to hug
him, because he is the only person that I know of, who can get so upset
over something he didn't even know about.

"We could skip school tomorrow, and you know, just do stuff like go for a
surf." Caleb said between sobs. It was a good idea and I agreed with him
that we should skip school tomorrow, so I can at least enjoy the day. I
gave Caleb a big hug to thank him for the wonderful idea. Then we both
agreed not to tell dad till the morning. With my mind now at ease at little
more, knowing I was at least going to spend my birthday with my favourite
person, I slowly drifted off to sleep.

"Wake up you two, you're going to be late." Dad said in an urgent voice
startling us, as we hadn't realised that we had slept in so late.

"Dad, Dan is real sick and can't go to school today. I thought it best if I
stay behind and make sure he gets better." Caleb said with a perfectly
straight and serious face, but he made sure to add an element of concern to
it to make it sound authentic. I couldn't believe that Caleb could so
blatantly lie to his father. But I added a few coughs to make sure he at
least seemed to be telling the truth. "Can you let Mr Black know?" Caleb
said to his father.

Dad just nodded in agreement and then used the back of his hand to feel my
forehead. He didn't say anything just left the room, closing the door
behind him, and went downstairs. We heard the door bang closed so knew that
he must have gone to inform Mr Black.

"Now that I'm sick how on earth are we supposed to get a surf?" I said to
Caleb a little peeved at his lie.

"Don't worry I have already thought of that. It's shopping day so he will
be away for a while. He usually leaves at about 10:00 so we can go out for
a surf half an hour after he leaves. You know just to be safe." Caleb said
to me giving me a warm smile. I felt so lucky that I had such a special
person in my life, and he seems to think things through properly before he
does most things.

I gave him a big hug. We then started kissing passionately until we heard
dad's footsteps coming up the stairs. We quickly broke off our kiss and I
went back to trying to look sick. Dad came into the room with a glass of
water and a tablet. He gave them to me to take. It was a Paracetamol
tablet. I took it even though I knew I didn't need it, ast I had to keep up
appearances. Dad told us that he would be going out shortly and that we
better stay in bed or else. We agreed with him and told him what he wanted
to hear. He grabbed the empty glass from my hand and left the room again.

As dad left the room Caleb smiled at me. I knew what he meant by it and so
I didn't react. Instead I kissed him and we were at it again. Our lips were
locked together as he heard dad's car start up and drive away. We were
kissing still for a least half an hour after dad left. It was my turn to
break the kiss, as much as I love being with my sexy lover and kissing him,
I knew we only had a certain amount of time to have our surf.

"Come on you sexy thing, let's get in a surf before dad gets back." I said
as I got out of bed. Caleb gave me a sad puppy dog look then got up as
well. We headed outside naked and got our wetsuits off the line. We half
suited up and then grabbed our boards that lay scattered on the front lawn,
where we had dumped them after our last surf.

We now leave our boards at Caleb's, as I pretty much live here permanently
at the moment. I haven't spent a night at home for ages. It got to the
stage, that one day while we were at school, dad went over to my house and
picked up my chest of drawers and brought it home.

We walked down the road towards the mole. I had my board under one arm
while holding Caleb's hand with my free hand. It was a glorious autumn's
day. I should really say summer because most New Zealanders count March as
the third month of summer, as December is more like the fourth month of
spring. The sun was high in the sky bathing everything in its golden
glow. It was hot with the temperature at 28 C (82 F) and still rising. The
road was far too hot to walk on with bare feet, so we were walking on the
grass verge beside the road.

We got to the mole and jumped off the side onto the beautiful warm golden
sands of the beach. We used the opportunity to look out at the water to
check the surf, as we walked along the beach. The water looked warm and
inviting. The turquoise coloured water had a warm look to it. There wasn't
a breath of wind so the water was glassy, almost looked like it had a thin
film of oil on it. The surf was 2 ½ to 3 ft. and looking like so much
fun. There was a nice A frame shape to the waves and they were peeling both
left and right. The swell rose sharply, as it hit the shallow sand banks
forming a steep face and long workable wall. The steepness of the wave and
lack of wind meant the wave was also breaking with a nice hollow tube.

I was stoked, as I was hoping to get Caleb into a tube again. I just knew
that this time he was going to be able to enjoy it. We reached a peak that
looked good and pulled the top of our wettie's up and then put our leg
ropes on. Once fully suited up and our leg ropes connected we picked up our
boards and raced each other across the beach and into the water. The water
was really warm for down here and we were both starting to wish that we had
spring suits instead of a full steamer. In general the water doesn't get
warm enough down here to warrant getting a spring suit but this year was
different.

We paddled out, duck diving under the rolling walls of white water till we
got out behind the breakers. Caleb had a big smile on his face, as he was
looking forward to getting a few waves and maybe a tube or two. I was in
the same frame of mind. The next set started to rear its head behind us. We
let the first couple of waves go as they looked a bit small, meaning a lot
more of a paddle to catch it. We both paddled for the third wave of the
set, and we both managed to catch it. I went right and Caleb took the
left. We both got slotted into our respective tubes, and when we came out
and ditched the wave both of us had the biggest smiles on our face. We were
so stoked at the ride and were really eager for another.

In the short time I have been coaching Caleb with his surfing, he has
improved dramatically. He is now almost a better surfer than me. When he
wasn't getting tubed, he was ripping the waves apart with his sharp
precision turns. He has even attempted a couple of aerials but so far
hasn't managed to land one. Give him a little bit more time though and he
will be sticking them like the pros. He is getting pretty close now.

I almost wish that I could push myself as hard as Caleb is able to. But I
realise that with my condition it isn't worth the risk. I still have a
great deal of fun though, and knowing that with my disorder most doctors
would frown at me surfing, just made it even better. The thing I like the
most is just how tranquil you feel, just sitting out the back behind the
breakers enjoying life. Having my special little guy out with me just tops
things off and perfects the day.

We were out surfing for about 2 ½ hours. Caleb really seemed to be
tiring but continued to paddle out, almost like he was deliberately trying
to extend the surf session. I was really starting to worry about him
pushing himself too hard, and re-aggravating his heart condition. So I
managed to persuade him to call it quits. We both caught the same wave back
to shore and tried to ride it straight towards the beach while holding
hands. It didn't work and we both ended up in the drink so we body boarded
on a different wave into the beach.

We ditched the wave in the shallows, so we didn't run our boards directly
onto the beach and damage them unnecessarily. As I stood up in the shallow
water Caleb launched at me as gently as he could and gave me the most
seductive kiss. We ended up falling over into the water, as we got
intensely involved in our public display of affection.

Gradually we broke off our intense pashing session, as I thought that we
should be getting home before dad comes back and catches us. So we stood up
again removed the top half of our wetsuits. Then we removed our leg rope
from our ankles and wrapped it around the board so it wasn't dragging
behind us. We strolled back along the beach hand in hand. The only time we
released the hand we were holding, was to climb up the rocky wall of the
mole.

We arrived back at Caleb's and I breathed a sigh of relief at seeing that
dad's car still wasn't in the drive. We dropped our boards on the lawn, and
removed out wettie's. Then we hung them back on the line to dry. Before
heading inside Caleb grabbed the hose and doused the wetsuits in clean
freshwater to clean them off. He made sure he got me with the hose before
shutting it off and taking my hand again as we headed back inside.

We opened up the front door and walked in.

"Happy birthday Dan." Caleb and dad yelled as we entered. I was so
surprised and extremely happy that they had done this.

While we were gone, dad had gone to the city and come back courtesy of Mr
Black. He got the stuff Caleb had asked him to get. Once back home he
decorated the house with balloons and steamers. He had also put up a big
`happy birthday' banner across the room.

"I'm sorry we couldn't have a real party, but I didn't think that it would
be right to pull our friends out of school too. So I hope this is enough,
but sorry your mum couldn't join us." Caleb said a little timidly, as he
now had admitted to me that he had planned the whole thing. He was also a
little disappointed that he couldn't persuade mum to change her mind.  I
didn't reply straight away, I just embraced him in the most passionate
kiss. I was so over the moon with him and dad.

"Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me." I said
after breaking the kiss with Caleb. I had tears of happiness running from
my eyes and down my cheeks. I went over to dad and gave him a big kiss and
cuddle. He returned the gesture and once I felt I had thanked him enough, I
went back to thank my sweet lover again.

It had been so long since anyone had done anything for my birthday, that
until today I had forgotten that it was something that was supposed to be
celebrated. It was quite strange too as it really wasn't all that much, but
it was the thought behind it that mattered most to me. After breaking my
second passionate kiss with Caleb my nostrils suddenly came to life, and I
could smell the most delicious aroma wafting through the air. I now
realised the point to some of the questions Caleb had asked me the day of
the storm. Caleb of course really wanted to get to know me properly, but he
did have a secret agenda. He was trying to find out things in preparation
for today.

The smell that was filling the room was of my favourite foods. It was
proper Italian pizza and pasta. Dad had handmade the pizza dough as well as
making the pasta too. Dad had already set the table and poured the
drinks. Caleb again had made sure that I got my favourite drink which was a
lime flavoured thick shake. Caleb wasn't a fan of any sort of milkshake, so
had his dad get him some real orange juice which was his favourite
drink. It had to be totally made from real oranges though, as he wasn't so
keen on the ones that have an apple base.

The pizza was like something you would find in Italy. It had a tomato base
with pepperoni and basil topping, and a sprinkling of mozzarella over the
top. The base was cooked perfectly and it was definitely the best tasting
pizza I have ever had. As sides, he had cooked up a bacon and penne cheese
dish, and a cold pasta salad with those pasta spirals. It was all
extraordinary and I really felt like I was eating food that really was
cooked in Italy. I was in heaven and I really didn't think this day could
get any better, but it did as dad had cooked up some dessert and a birthday
cake.

Before dessert, Caleb and I snuggled on the couch to give time for tea to
settle. I thanked him again as I realised why he had tried so hard to keep
me either in the surf or at the beach. Dad must have spent a great deal of
time preparing the food and Caleb knew he had to keep me away as long as
possible. I was now seeing how well the sexy boy had planned the day
out. It was his acting that I was most impressed at. He had me believing
all the time that he hadn't planned anything, when in actual fact I had
fallen into his carefully laid plan without realising.

Our tummies had settled down and were ready for dessert. Dad brought out
the birthday cake first, complete with 14 lit candles, which I blew out
while I made my wish. My wish was sort of pointless because it had already
been fulfilled, as I already had my sexy boyfriend around all the time.

The cake was my favourite. A beautifully moist carrot cake with cream
cheese icing, complete with apple chunks on the inside. It was
delicious. The rest of dessert consisted of his awesome traditional apple
pie and homemade vanilla ice cream. I told Caleb and dad that they should
be extremely proud of themselves. Dad for cooking such a wonderful food and
getting everything prepared. Caleb for planning everything and making sure
that I got all my favourite foods for my birthday meal.

After dessert I headed back to the couch expecting my lover to follow, but
he went to help his father with the dishes first. While they were doing the
dishes, dad handed Caleb a small paper bag while I wasn't looking. Caleb
just gave his father a huge smile and mouthed `thank you' to his father,
but he didn't know what to do with the bag. He couldn't put it in his
pockets, as just like me he hadn't put any clothes on after we had come
back from the beach. He used the excuse that he needed to go to the toilet,
to take the package upstairs and put it away. He then came back hopped onto
the couch and snuggled up with me.

After a while of enjoying snuggling up to one another, Caleb said that we
should go to bed. He reminded me that we had to go to school tomorrow, as
it was Chris's last day. Chris had to take the next week off as he had told
help his parents with the packing up, getting ready for the big move. I
knew he was right, and we untangled ourselves and wandered upstairs to bed.

Caleb flopped down on the bed and then reached up and pulled me down on top
of him. He then started vigorously kissing me. Dad came up to give us our
goodnight kiss and cuddle, but decided better of it when he entered the
room so and saw what we were doing. So he quietly closed the door and
headed back downstairs to the lounge. We were embraced in our passionate
kiss for a while, our bodies were tangled together, and we were starting to
sweat heavily from the passion we were feeling for each other.

"I got you a present." Caleb said, gasping for breath after having broken
the kiss. He then reached down beside the bed and picked up the small paper
bag and handed it to me. I opened up the bag and pulled a small tube of KY
jelly out of it. I gave him a confused look, as I wasn't really sure that
it meant what I thought it did.

"I love you so much, and I want to make sure this is a birthday you will
never forget." Caleb said with so much passion in his voice that I realised
what he had planned. "I want you to show me how much you love me. We have
been through so much together that I think the time is right. Please I
really want to feel you in me." Caleb said. I could see in his eyes how
much he really wanted this. I didn't reply just gave him a loving kiss, as
I started to prepare myself mentally for what I was about to do.

I had wanted this for a while now, but now that the right moment had
arrived I was starting to have second thoughts. Caleb was the love of my
life and I couldn't bear it if I hurt him, and that was what was scaring
me. He was right about how much we had been through and that the moment was
right. I just did not want to do it, if it was going to cause him any pain.

"It's alright Dan. Don't be scared about hurting me, because I know that
you will be really gentle. I want this so bad and I want this to be
special. I want your birthday to be special most of all." Caleb whispered
soothingly, having sensed that I was a bit scared and having second
thoughts.

He was amazing. He had calmed my fears and made me realise that this was
the right time to for it. So I backed off a little so I could position
myself to a kneeling stance between Caleb legs and pulled him up so his
hips were resting on my knees. Caleb made access to him easier by taking
hold of his legs and spreading them wide. It gave me a clear view of his
prize. I grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted some on his exposed
cherry. I also lubed up my fingers.

I pressed my pointing finger against his boy rose and gently pushed against
his opening. I gradually increased the pressure until I felt his opening
start to give way and my finger slipped into the depths of his
bowels. Caleb was standing at full attention now and his prick was starting
to twitch, as I slowly finger fucked him. I was trying to loosen him up. My
own prick was hard and twitching in anticipation.

I withdrew my finger temporarily. I then reinserted two of my fingers this
time. I finger fucked him again and I could tell that he was really
enjoying it. He was squirming around like a slithering snake and his body
was pouring with sweat. It gave his body a nice sheen to it. It made him
look as sexy as ever.

"Please put it in now. I don't want to cum too soon." Caleb said moaning in
pleasure. I had worked on him a little long and could tell that he wasn't
far from cumming.

I withdrew my fingers and let him settle back down, as I lathered up my
prick with lube. I lined myself up with the ultimate prize. I pulled my
foreskin back as far as it would go, and place the head of my prick against
his opening. I pushed really gently, but nothing happened. I knew that I
was going to have to push harder, but was again a little scared of hurting
him.

Caleb just looked at me and gave me a huge smile. That was all the
encouragement I needed, as I pushed a bit harder until I felt the head of
my prick start to slowly slip into his bowels. I almost came there and
then. He was so tight and it felt so good, that I had to do everything that
I could to stop myself shooting my load straight away. Caleb gasped a
little feeling me penetrate his cherry and he winced a little in
pain. Seeing him wince, I stopped pushing and let him adjust to my prick
being in his ass.

Once the pain had subsided Caleb gave me a nod to proceed, as well as
giving me a big smile. His prick was still twitching wildly, making me
wonder as to how much longer he would last. I slowly pushed my prick deeper
and deeper into my lover, until I had my full 3 ½ inches buried deep
into my sexy boy. His butt was so tight and warm but it felt absolutely
perfect around my hard throbbing boner. I again stopped doing anything to
give him time to adjust again. I also wanted him to calm down so he didn't
climax too soon. I kiss him again passionately while waiting for him to
settle. Also I needed to settle too, as I was right on the verge and I
didn't want to disappoint him.

I felt that I had settled enough so I slowly started to withdraw till it
felt the head at his entrance. I then pushed back in. I slowly started
increasing the tempo. We were both moaning loudly with the pleasure being
generated. The feelings were immense, like nothing I had ever experienced
before, and judging from the way Caleb was looking we was in as much
ecstasy as I was. The feelings went a lot deeper than that though. There
was just something about it. In a word it just felt right, like it was
meant to be. I don't know how to explain it but there was something that
was really special about it. It was perfect.

I was fucking him at a good pace now but I was very close and didn't know
how much longer I could hold off. Caleb went tense. I felt the muscles in
his butt clamp even tighter on my hard throbbing member, and his balls
withdrew right up into his body. At the same time that I felt my own balls
contract as my cum was making its way up my prick and I made one final
thrust as deep as I could get, hitting his prostate in the process.

"Humph, Humph, ahhh, ohhhh , ahhh, jeezeus, oh fuck!" We screamed in
unison, as we both felt our orgasms rip through our bodies. My cock
literally erupted, as my cum blasted out the tip of my prick and filled
Caleb's bowels with my boy seed. My prick went crazy in my lover's ass and
I thought that it would never settle down. Caleb's prick was twitching like
crazy too, like it was having a seizure. His climax was as epic as my one.

Caleb collapsed on the bed and I collapsed on top of Caleb, surprisingly
with my prick still twitching deep in the tight warm confines of his
butt. We both feel asleep shortly after as our bodies needed to regenerate
energy from the exercise we had just had. We slept like angels for the rest
of the night. When we woke the next morning I was still lying on top of
Caleb but my prick had softened up at some stage during the night, and had
slipped out of his butt.

Caleb was already awake and staring into my eyes. Seeing me wake he grabbed
my head and romantically kissed me. Our bodies seemed to have an aura
glowing from them. Our faces just reflected our total love for each
other. What we had done last night was so special that we were going to be
glowing from it all day.

"Thank you very, very much for yesterday. It was definitely a birthday I
will never forget." I said to my darling lover after breaking off the
kiss. He didn't reply just smiled before kissing me again.

I lay on top of Caleb for a while kissing him like crazy, but we were going
to have to get up and wash our sweaty bodies before getting ready for
school. Begrudgingly I broke off the kiss and got up pulling Caleb out of
bed with me. I noticed after having pulled Caleb out of bed that there was
a stain on the sheets from where my cum had leaked out of Caleb's ass and
dried up. Oh well looks like we will have to change the sheets after school
I thought to myself. We took a quick but thorough shower before drying off
and getting changed.

I put on some tight mustard yellow cotton jeans and a white printed T
shirt, as well as shoes and socks. Caleb put on some black briefs as he
still had a little cum leaking out of his butt. He also put on some tight
black denim jeans and a blue and white checked cotton shirt. He followed up
with his skate shoes and socks. Now that we were dressed we headed
downstairs for some breakfast.

Dad was in the kitchen preparing the pot luck lunch that we had to take to
school today, as part of the schools farewell to Chris. He saw us coming
down the stairs and noticed that there seemed to be a magical aura
encircling us boys. He could tell that we were still in seventh heaven we
were so happy and in love with each other.

He was happy seeing that, as even though he knew how much we loved each
other, he still wasn't sure whether what he knew Caleb had planned for last
night was such a good idea. He was worried that something might have gone
wrong and that we would resent ever having done it. But seeing how much we
were glowing from love and the experience, had laid his mind to rest. He
knew now that there was nothing that could tears us apart.

"Good morning you two. I take it you had a good birthday party last night."
Dad said in a warm and friendly voice. We never answered as we knew that he
could tell by the way we were looking.

We had our breakfast which was just cereal, then we got together everything
we had to take to school. We gave dad a kiss and a cuddle on our way out
the front door. We held hands all the way down the road to the domain. Mr
Black was already waiting for us, and on seeing our arrival he gave us a
knowing smile. `Were we really that obvious?' I thought to myself. Even
Chris had picked up on the vibe when we stopped to pick him up. He smiled
at us but sort of looked a bit jealous. He congratulated us all the
same. That left both of us a bit shocked as it wasn't really something we
expected to get congratulated for.

Landing at school was really strange today. We still had a large welcoming
crowd gather around. This time they mobbed Chris because it was his last
day and everyone was sad to see him go. Caleb and I just got curious stares
from everyone, as they were trying to work out why we were glowing so
much. I quickly realised that it was going to be a very hard and long day
of school today. Firstly because it was one of our best friends last day,
and secondly because Caleb and I were going to have to behave and not jump
each other to shove our tongues down each other's throat, at every given
opportunity. It was going to be really hard especially with the way we were
feeling today. We headed over to our usual hangout spot where Luke and Tim
were waiting for us.

"Looks like our two love birds got up to some hanky panky yesterday." Luke
joked, and for the second time ever received a light punch from Tim. We all
laughed as there was no point in being embarrassed that they seemed to know
what we had done. It was also funny seeing Luke get hit, albeit softly for
Tim. We talked for a little while, but Caleb and I had to leave before the
bell rung so that we could take our plates for the pot luck lunch into the
school hall.

We entered the hall through the solid double doors at the entrance and
could see a whole string of tables lined up against the left hand side
wall. The tables all had a big piece of wax paper covering it like a table
cloth. There was a mountain of food already placed all along the
tables. Mrs Milner came over to take our plate. She had a bit of a
flustered look to her but at seeing us glow the way we were she started to
blush a little. She was a bit embarrassed as she had now known what we got
up too yesterday. But she still gave us a warm and friendly smile and took
our plates before putting them on the table, with the rest of the food.

School was just normal as usual but there seemed to be a sad aura
surrounding the place. Losing a student like Chris before they reached the
upper part of high school was always sad. We don't have a lot of kids move
from the region, so every time one does the school puts on a pretty big
farewell party for the student. It is always the same though as it leads
everyone to tears. Today will be no exception.

The class before lunch finished early, so we could all go down to the hall
for an assembly. The assembly was the principal and a couple of Chris's
teachers saying their individual farewells, as well as a big farewell on
behalf of the whole school. They also told little stories about Chris's
time at the school. Nothing too embarrassing was bought up. Chris was asked
if he wanted to say a few words and he surprised us by saying he did. He
walked up to the front but didn't get up on the stage. He thanked everyone
at the school who had been so kind to him over the years. He made a special
thank you to Tim, Luke, Caleb and me. He also told a couple of stories
about his time here and by the end he was crying heavily, as the
realization that his time here was almost over, kicked in.

While the speeches were going on, there were a couple of teachers in the
small kitchen off to the right hand side of the hall. They were frantically
trying to cook all the pies, sausage rolls, quiches and anything else that
the kids had bought in that needed cooking. Once a plate was cooked they
ran behind the rear most seats to the opposite side of the hall where the
tables were, and set the food on the table. The smell of the cooking was
filling the hall making everyone feel really hungry. I was starting to feel
my stomach grumble and looking at Caleb his was the same way too.

Assembly finished and we were allowed to eat. Chris and us, his friends got
to be first in line. Chris asked me which was the plates that we had bought
in. I pointed to two plates that had club sandwiches on them. Chris grabbed
a couple of them then filled the rest of his plate up with other odds and
ends. Caleb and I also made sure that we took a couple of slices of dad's
club sandwiches as we knew they were probably going to be the best tasting
thing on the table. Tim and Luke followed our lead. For a while the
sandwiches weren't getting touched by the other kids. That all quickly
changed when they saw the looks of pure delight coming from Luke and Tim,
as they tried dad's food for the first time. They were in seventh heaven
eating the club sandwich, and quickly the other kids wanted to try it and
the plates were quickly emptied. Now there were a lot more kids with the
same looks on their faces that Tim and Luke had. There were also a few
disappointed kids who were looking at the lucky ones enviously, as they had
missed out. Oh well first in first served as they say.

It was a long lunch break. All the kids at school took whatever chance they
could to farewell Chris, and give him their best wishes for the future. The
mood in general was pretty sombre aside from Caleb and me who lit up the
room like beacons. We were still glowing from last night and looked a bit
out of place given the sadness of the situation. Chris wasn't worried. He
was actually happy for us. He was really hoping that this dreaded move
would mean that he could find his special someone.

The principal and teachers eventually decided that we had stopped long
enough for lunch, and ushered us back to class for the remainder of the
school day. The final bell rung and we were released from school. We met up
with Luke, Tim and Chris at our usual hangout spot on the courtyard. Tim
and Luke were both embracing Chris in a big hug. The three of them were all
crying too, sad to be getting separated like this. Tim and Luke promised
Chris that they would try to visit him in Wanaka. They were hoping that
they may get out there for a mountain biking comp, but with summer fast
disappearing and winter approaching it wasn't very likely. The mountain
bike tracks around Wanaka will soon be covered in snow and turned into ski
slopes. It was the only chance the Tim and Luke would get though, as their
parents didn't earn enough money to be able to travel out there.

With their respective bus's waiting for them Tim and Luke gave Chris one
last hug before waving goodbye and heading towards their waiting
rides. They were still crying, totally gutted that Chris had to move. Caleb
and I then embraced Chris in a hug as we wandered towards Mr Black and the
waiting helicopter. We too were now crying as Chris had been a really good
mate for many years to me. For Caleb it still felt like he had known Chris
forever, as they had become really good friends in the short time they had
known each other.

Mr Black gave Chris a big hug too before we boarded the helicopter. The man
told Chris that he was really going to miss taking him to and from
school. He then promised that when the time arose he would personally
organise to get all of us, Tim and Luke included, over to Wanaka to see
him. Chris wept with happiness at hearing that and threw himself at Mr
Black giving him a big hug to thank him. Mr Black just told him that it was
his pleasure as he really liked the boy, and felt like he was a really good
friend to him.

We boarded the helicopter and harnessed up. The pilot increased the revs to
the engines making the rotors kick back into life and before we knew it we
were airborne. The flight back home was eerily silent as we were lost in
our thoughts. Before we knew it we had landed at Chris's and the pilot had
shut down the engines. Caleb and I gave Chris one last hug while promising
him that we would be over to see him during the school holidays. Chris
hugged us back looking forward to our visit. We released him from our hug
after around ten minutes and Chris slowly got off the helicopter. We were
all crying. It was devastating to see such a good friend leave us, knowing
it would be a while before we got to see him again. I gave Caleb a big hug
as we cried into each other's shoulders for a while. Mr Black had
anticipated this and that is why the pilot had shut down the engines, as
opposed to leaving them on idle.

Mr Black seeing we were starting to regain our composure told the pilot to
fire up the engines so we could get home. Harnessed into our seats again
the pilot lifted the helicopter off the ground and back into the clear blue
skies where it belonged. Caleb and I sat in silence the rest of the trip
lost in our thought about Chris. The trip was a blur and before we noticed
we had landed on the overgrown field of the domain again. We unharnessed
ourselves and stood up heading for the door. We slid the door open to get
off.

"Well I guess I will see you tomorrow." Mr Black said just as we were
getting off. I stopped dead in my tracks with a confused look on my face.

"I will fill you in on the walk home." Caleb said, yanking me gently out of
the helicopter.

"See you tomorrow, I guess?" I said back to Mr Black, still with a confused
expression on my face.

Once we got off Caleb held my hand and we walked away from the chopper. We
heard the engines start to scream as the pilot increased the revs. The
rotors were starting to pick up speed and we could feel the swirling winds
it was generating start to increase in intensity. We turned round squinting
as the helicopter lifted off the ground and into the air before the pilot
banked the chopper till it was facing the direction they wanted to go, and
disappeared off into the distance. We then turned around again and headed
to the gate. He released our grip on the other's hand and climbed over the
gate before taking hold of the other's hand again and walking down the
street home.

"We are going to the city tomorrow, as I took note on how you said that you
really wanted to surf somewhere different at some stage. So I organised
with Mr Black to take us to St Clare as a late birthday present from us."
Caleb explained to me as we were walking hand in hand down the street. I
felt tears well up in my eyes and I stopped walking and gave Caleb a huge
hug.

"Thank you so much. You have already done so much for me. You don't need to
keep giving me surprises no matter how good they are." I sobbed to my sexy
little lover. I was so happy with everything he had already done for my
birthday that I didn't want anything to potentially spoil what had been the
best day of my life.

"I really wanted you to finally experience something that you have always
wanted, so I figured now was as gooder time as any." Caleb said to me,
stroking my back as we hugged in the middle of the road. I kissed him
passionately it was the only way I could think of to thank him for what he
had done for me.

Caleb slowly broke the kiss and hug before taking hold of my hand and we
continued walking down the road home. Even after the emotional day we had,
Caleb and I were still glowing from last night. We seemed to glow even
brighter when we were in direct contact with each other. The love we felt
for one another was clearly visible for everyone to see and we no longer
tried to hide it. We arrived back home and was greeted with a big smile and
then a hug from dad. He too was so happy with the way we were still bathed
in the afterglow of such a wonderful night. He was now remembering how he
used to feel the same with his wife. He was happy for us as he knew that it
was true love, and that is so rare to find these days.

We entered the house and immediately kicked off our shoes and then pulled
our socks off. It has to be one of the best feelings around removing your
sweaty socks from your feet. We threw our socks in the dirty clothes bin
and took our shoes upstairs to our room. Caleb used the chance to remove
the rest of his clothes, as he was now totally addicted to being naked any
chance he could. I couldn't resist and stripped off too. I had noticed that
the sheets on our bed had been changed, so knew that dad must have done
it. I would have to thank him for doing that, later. Caleb was beside the
bed and had his back to it as he was stripping, so once we were both naked
I launched myself at him causing him to fall backwards onto the bed, as I
started to kiss him in a frenzy.

I was lying on top of Caleb as we continued to frantically kiss and because
of the heat of the moment I was rubbing myself along his body. We were
starting to get drenched in sweat making sliding over his body so much
easier. I could feel that he was enjoying it too. I was subconsciously
rubbing my boner along the length of his hard boy meat and the pleasure we
were feeling was starting to make it hard to continue kissing.

"Can I feel you in me now?" I said, while moaning in pleasure.

"No I want to save that for something special." Caleb replied gasping for
air. I was disappointed but I knew he was right. It was something special,
so if we only saved it for special occasions only, it would stay that way.

Caleb knowing I was a little disappointed at his rejection somehow managed
to slid down the bed, and out from underneath me, till he had my crotch in
his face. He took hold of my hard prick and pulled it so that it was angled
towards his mouth. He then opened his mouth and took the whole thing into
the warm moistness of his mouth. I gasped with the overwhelming pleasure I
felt as his mouth closed over my fully engorged prick and he started to
suck me off.

I was already pretty close before he took me into his mouth. All I could do
was try my best to hold it as long as I could, as I fucked his face. I
feelings were indescribably intense. Not as good as last night but still
good enough.

I pumped my hard prick into his eagerly awaiting mouth for all of about ten
seconds. I felt it start as my butt clenched as I tensed up. My balls
contracted sending my seed hurtling up my prick. I thrust my throbbing hard
hot prick as deep as I could into Caleb's mouth.

"Humph, Humph, ahhh, ohhhh , ahhh, jeezeus!" I screamed as again my cock
erupted in Caleb's hungry mouth sending my seed spewing out the tip of my
prick, and all the way down to the back of Caleb's throat. Caleb swallowed
trying to keep up with the lava flow spewing from my pulsing cock. I
mustn't have quite regenerated from filling Caleb's bum up last night, as
there didn't seem to be as much of my juice come out today. I was spent and
collapsed as my twitching prick leaked the remnants of my juice into my
lover's hungry mouth. Totally spent I also rolled off Caleb so that he
could get back on the bed properly.

Caleb climbed back on the bed properly before lying beside me and staring
at my face. I had my eyes closed as I tried to recover from the intense
workout I had just had. When I finally opened them again I was looking
straight into Caleb's intense blue eyes. He was smiling in absolute joy but
I still knew that he needed some loving.

For once he was the instigator as he cradled me so that his rigid pecker
was inches from my mouth. It was looking so delicious the way it was
pulsing with every beat of his heart. I reached up and took hold of his
sexy bot meat. I pulled it down so that it was lined up with my eagerly
awaiting mouth. Caleb shuffled forward allowing his prick to slip into my
mouth. The sensual overload was kick started as I got a waft of his
gorgeous boy scent drift up my nostrils. I closed my mouth over his rock
hard pecker and ran my tongue along the length. He tasted so delectable in
my mouth, so I just kept him still for a bit as I savoured the taste.

After savouring the taste of his delicious meat for a while, I slowly
started bobbing my head up and down his hot hard pole. Caleb was really
getting worked up and very quickly he had started to pound his prick into
my mouth. He was starting to get carried away. He was pounding my face
harder and harder and moaning so much that it sounded almost like one
continuous moan. I decided to let his prick slip from my mouth and
proceeded to lick his balls. His ball started to contract through the
pleasure my tongue was giving them.

He was really close. I decided to toy with him a bit and pushed him
sideways off me and then quickly straddled him. I started to lick up and
down his inner thighs still getting the same continuous moan from my wound
up little lover. Every so often I would lick right up his inner thigh to
his balls. Then I would continue to lick up his ball sack and his 3 inch
shaft before I licked all the way back down again. He couldn't stay still
any longer and was wriggling around like a snake trying to hide. The
pleasure I was giving him was driving him crazy and he just wanted me to
finish him off.

I still wanted to toy with him more but I wasn't sure how much more torture
he could take. So I gave in. I pulled his foreskin back exposing his
glistening pinkish red glands and flicked it a few times with my tongue. He
was really squirming around now and I was starting to worry that he may
fall off the bed. So I engulf his extremely hard, red hot prick into the
warm moistness of my mouth. Again I took a deep breath through my nose
savouring the wonderful boy perfume wafting from his hot sweaty body.

His prick now fully engulfed in my mouth again, Caleb started to fuck my
face. He was like a bucking bronco as he was tryed desperately to relieve
his built up frustration. It didn't take long before he thrust really
deeply into my mouth and tensed. His balls contracted right up into his
warm sweaty body as his prick started to go crazy.

"Humph, Humph, ahhh, ohhhh , ahhh, jeezeus, oh fuck!"  He screamed in his
angelic high pitch voice. His prick was going so crazy in my mouth that I
started to think that it had just escaped from an insane asylum. I felt a
tiny amount of something wet and sticky hit the back of my throat as Caleb
climaxed in one of his most intense orgasm's that he had ever
experienced. He came crashing back to the bed with a thud and fell straight
to sleep. His still twitching penis slipped from my mouth as he crashed and
slowly it started to soften. I swished around and then swallowed the
substance at the back of my throat, trying to taste it to confirm that it
was as I thought. It was a bit salty and sweet. I quickly realised that it
was Caleb's first cum, even if there was hardly any of it.

 I lay down beside him and wrapped him in a cuddle, as I stared at his
beautiful face waiting for him to recover and wake back up. I was so proud
of my little buddy having cum for the first time even if it was such a tiny
amount it was still cum. I was also glad that his first cum was in my
mouth. It tasted so delicious I can now understand why Caleb doesn't like
mine to go to waste.

I came to realise after ten or so minutes that Caleb had properly fallen
asleep so I thought I had better wake him, or he wouldn't sleep tonight. I
gave my sleeping angel a nudge to wake him but he didn't respond just
rolled over more. No success. This time I shook him and got a moan as a
reply. But his eyelids did start to open. They fluttered a couple of times
before they slowly opened fully. Caleb turned around to look at me and just
smiled.

"Wow, that was so awesome. It wasn't as good as last night... but something
felt a bit different." Caleb said in a croaky voice. He was still half
asleep trying to recover fully from his first proper cum.

"That is probably because you came for the first time!" I said to him with
a proud smile on my face.

"I squirted!" Caleb said too overly excited that it was almost a yell. He
was grinning from ear to ear at the revelation. I just nodded my head to
answer him. He then reached up grabbing my neck and pulled me towards him
and gave me a huge French kiss.

"You didn't save any for me." Caleb joked after he broke the kiss.

"You slept for too long, so how was I going to save you any." I quipped
back at him. I then gave him a noogie and pulled him out of bed, and
dragged him to the bathroom so that we could get cleaned up.

We took a quick shower to wash the sweat off our bodies. Caleb though spent
most of the time trying to smooch me which made getting cleaned up a lot
harder. After finally getting cleaned up we got out of the shower and dried
off. We threw the towels into the dirty laundry hamper in Caleb's room and
then left his room to go back downstairs.

"I would appreciate it if you two made sure the door was closed before you
get up to mischief." Dad said a little sternly, as he saw us heading down
the stairs. We both felt a little ashamed for having not thought about
that.

"Sorry, we didn't mean to get up to anything when we went up in the first
place. It just sort of happened." Caleb said a little sheepishly to his
father. He didn't blush as his body was still glowing too much from our
activities over the last 24 hours.

"Sorry we won't do it again." I replied in the same sheepish voice that
Caleb had used.

"That's alright. You two just need to remember to be considerate of
others. There are a lot of people out there how would get seriously
offended by your activities. So just keep that in mind." Dad explained to
us. He wasn't mad at us in the slightest. He was just trying to look out
for us. The thing that confused me a little was that we never really did
anything outside his house. Well unless it was at my place, but we hardly
ever went there anymore.

We snuggled up on the couch as we watched late afternoon TV. I now know why
we usually don't watch TV at this time of day as there only seems to be
crap on. We were more engrained on just the wonderful feelings that we get
from each other, so the TV was more just back ground noise. I don't really
know why we bothered to put it on. Something different I suppose.

Dad finished cooking dinner within about half an hour of us having come
back downstairs. As he started serving up we wrenched ourselves apart, got
up and went over to the dining room table and sat down. Steak and chips
were on the menu tonight. Dad had cooked up a thick and tasty New York cut
eye fillet steak and added some delicious concoction of herbs and
spices. It was cooked to perfection, medium rare. To top off the steak and
chips dad had made up a Caesar salad with a superb dressing to set it off.

We scoffed down our food whist at the same time savouring the delicious
flavours. Once finished Caleb and I did the dishes and then cleaned up the
kitchen. We lay down on the couch again once we had finished cleaning, and
just enjoyed each other company. After having snuggled for a while dad said
to us that we should get our boards and stuff ready if we wanted to go with
Mr Black tomorrow. He made a good point so we extracted ourselves from the
couch and each other and went outside to collect everything.

The sun was just setting on the eastern horizon bathing the landscape in it
warm orange glow. Due to the low angle of the sun, there were huge shadows
everywhere and it was starting to get really dim. We picked up our boards
from where we had dumped them yesterday and stood them against the side of
the house, right beside the front door. We then went round the back of the
house and pulled our now bone dry wetsuits off the line. Having collected
our wettie's we went back inside and upstairs to our room. Caleb found a
suitable bag for the wetsuits and towels we were going to need. It was
quiet a large gym bag which was black and red in colour. It was the sort of
bag that you might take with you if you were going somewhere for 2 -3
days. It definitely wasn't big enough for a trip any longer than that, but
it was perfect for what we needed. So we put our wetsuits in it and then
located some clean beach towels and put them in the bag too. Figuring that
it was already getting late we decided to turn in for the night. So we both
jumped back into bed and snuggled together waiting for dad to give us our
goodnight kiss and cuddle.

We never made it. By the time dad had come in we were both fast asleep and
snuggled together a tightly as possible. Dad still gave us our goodnight
kiss and cuddle. He then tucked us in and left the room turning the light
off on his way.

I woke up early the next morning excited with the prospect of finally
surfing a different break. As mum works so much, the only place I have ever
surfed is here, because mum has never had the time to take me for a surf
anywhere else. In fact I hardly even leave town other than for school. If
it wasn't for my friends and their parents taking me places, I would never
go anywhere. It was another reason why I am so glad that mum has said that
she is going to quit work, because it means that she might have the time to
take me places.

I'm sort of feeling in debt to Caleb, as he has already done so much for
me, and now he is doing this on top of everything else. I know that he
won't want anything in return, but I still feel a bit guilty about
it. Maybe when his birthday comes around I might get a chance, but that
isn't for ages. I'm just going to have to try to find some way to repay his
kindness.

I lay there for ages with the thoughts going through my head. Caleb was
sleeping peacefully still snuggled up as close as he could get to me. How
was I ever going to thank this sexy kind boy cuddled up to me? It was a
question that would continue to plague me until I found an answer. Then
again the answer sometimes finds you, so I tried to stop thinking about
it. I tried to get some more sleep but that wasn't going to happen. I was
wide awake now. All I could do was enjoy being with my little buddy, so I
cuddled up to him tighter and just lay there.

Caleb started to stir about an hour later, but still wasn't willing to open
his eyes. When he did finally decide to open his eyes, I only caught a
quick glimpse of his sexy blue eyes before he embraced me in a passionate
kiss. Its times like this that I think we both enjoy the most. Just lying
together kissing, it just give us the nicest feelings. Nothing can compare
to it. Yes the sex is unbelievable but it's still the comfort and love that
we feel for each other that makes times like this so good.

We lay there kissing for ages before I glanced at the clock and realised
that we had better get up and changed as Mr Black would be here in quarter
of an hour. Caleb didn't want to stop and I ended up trying to get out of
bed, and stand up with my lover still attached to me. He had his arms
around my neck and was still trying to kiss me as I got out of bed. He
slowly concluded that the gig was up, and begrudgingly released me from his
clutches. I was as bitterly disappointed as he was but he had gone to the
effort of organising this for me, so I thought we had better do it. I told
him that too, and he agreed still looking a bit sad at having to stop.

Now that we were up we went over to our respective drawers to find some
clothes. I opted for a white muscle shirt under a short sleeve polyester
casual dress shirt. The shirt was grey with black flames at the bottom. I
also put on some tight black denim jeans and my skate shoes with white
ankle socks. Caleb went for a black muscle shirt underneath a lightweight
short sleeve cotton casual dress shirt. His was white with grey lines
forming a hollow checked look. He opted for really dark blue denim
jeans. He also put on white ankle socks and skate shoes.

I was not entirely sure why we had decided to dress so formally, as we were
only going to the beach for a surf. Force of habit I suppose, as we were
both so used to getting dressed up for a trip to the city that we hadn't
thought anything of it. Caleb picked up the bag containing our wetsuits and
towels and hung it over his shoulder like a school bag. And then we went
downstairs. We were greeted halfway down the stairs by dad who was just
coming up to tell us to get up. Seeing us coming down he turned back around
and waited for us at the bottom. He gave us a kiss and a cuddle as he
wished us well and to have a good time. Then we left joined hands once we
were outside and picked up our boards, and then we walked off down the road
towards the domain.

The helicopter was already waiting, as we jumped the gate to the
domain. The pilot had even shut down the engines because they had actually
been waiting for a while. We crunched our way through the over grown
grass. That storm we had three weeks ago had done little to ease the
drought conditions as everything around had turned brown and was tinder
dry. We were in the grips of our driest summer on record as aside from the
two storms we had we have seen very little rain. The temperatures weren't
helping things either as on average the last two months have been record
breakers. They had been the hottest average temperatures recorded for the
region.

We arrived at the helicopter and Mr Black was outside waiting for us. Turns
out he had expected us to have been so excited to go on the trip that we
would be early. He had turned up early for that reason and was surprised
when he saw that we weren't there yet. Caleb blushed a little and explained
to Mr Black that it was his fault we were a bit late. Mr Black told him not
to worry as he tousled Caleb's hair. After all we were pretty much on time;
he had just half expected us early.

We hopped aboard the helicopter and harnessed ourselves in, as the pilot
started up the engines which sent the rotors going. Once up to the required
revs had been reached the pilot lifted the chopper off the ground and into
the beautiful blue sky. The pilot then banked the chopper till it was
facing south and then he straightened it out as we ploughed through the sky
towards the city. The sun was pretty high in the sky so there were very
little shadows in the landscape. From up here the ground looked even
browner than it did from the ground. The harbour looked very inviting as
the water glistened in the sun. Its contrasting colour just added to the
beauty of the region as it snaked its way south between the dry parched
hills on either side. Even the bush at the base of the hills looked tinder
dry and struggling from lack of water. If you weren't a farmer then the
summer had been awesome.

We flew over Charmers and I was surprised to see that the port was
empty. There was no cruise ship in today. Ahead of us we could see the
urban sprawl of the city creeping into view. It looked really pretty from
up here. It was surprisingly green too as there is a lot more trees around
the place than you realise from ground level. In the distance on the south
side of the city the Pacific Ocean came into view. We flew over the city
till we got to Mr Blacks house, and then the pilot ceased all forward
momentum and hovered for a moment. He set the machine down on the helipad
so gently that I didn't feel anything to suggest that we had landed. The
pilot then killed the engines and the whine of the rotors slowly died as
they lost all momentum and stopped rotating.

Mr Black slid open the door, once the rotors had ceased. We grabbed our
boards and Caleb picked up the bag as we disembarked the chopper. Mr Black
had a large black SUV sitting in the drive. He figured that he would need
the bigger vehicle as we had our surfboards to take this time. He opened
the window in the tailgate so we could load the boards in the car. Once the
boards were loaded Caleb threw the bag in with them. Mr Black couldn't
close the window as the boards were slightly too long and hung out through
the window a little. Caleb and I slid into the backseat for the trip to the
beach, and cuddled up.

As Mr Black negotiated the streets of the city and out to the beach. I was
starting to get excited. All this time I had laughed when Caleb got so
excited that he was bouncing up and down, and here I was doing exactly the
same. It was now Caleb's turn to laugh at my excitement. He hugged me
tighter as he was happy to see me so excited about something, and I hugged
him back to say thanks.

We arrived at St Clare and took the turn onto the red brick road of the
esplanade. The esplanade was built on a big concrete wall that was
originally designed to counter erosion. It worked out to some extent as the
land stopped eroding, but the side effect was it eroded away the beach at
the bottom, so at high tide the beach is non-existent and the water laps at
the concrete wall. This can create a spectacle when the swells are large as
the waves smash against the wall and create a massive splash, soaking
everything within range on the esplanade. On the opposite side to the beach
is a row of buildings mainly restaurants. There are a couple of
accommodation style buildings which is designed to draw in the rich people
who want a boutique style of accommodation. Right at the end of the
esplanade built right at the base of the headland was some hot salt water
pools, it sort of made me wish that we had bought our togs because it would
have been great to soak in those after our surf.

The car park as usual was totally full but our timing was impeccable, as
immediately in front of Mr Black's SUV a car was just pulling out of a
park. The road being one way meant that no other car stood a chance at
stealing it from us. Once we had parked up, Caleb and I scrambled to get
out so we could check the surf. We ran right to the guardrail at the edge
of the sea wall and looked out over the beach.

It was a nice 2 -3 ft. with a nice light offshore northwester
blowing. There are two main peaks here one is located at the rocky reef
which the hot water pools have been built on. That one is a point break so
only ever breaks one way in this case it breaks right. Then there is a peak
directly out from where we are standing and it breaks on and sand and rock
bottom. The rocks help to keep the sand in place which gives the break its
consistency. It breaks both left and right and is also a much shorter
paddle than the point. The problem is both breaks were jammed full of
surfers so I was starting to wonder whether we would get a wave.

Caleb wasn't concerned in the slightest and told me not to worry, as he
went back to the car and started to take off his shirts. Once his shirts
were off he started to take off his pants which concerned me, as I knew
that he had no undies on and this was a very public place. He had just
undone the button and un-zipped himself, and was about to just yank them
down when I suggested to him that he should wrap a towel around himself. He
shrugged it off but listened anyway. He wasn't at all concerned about
people seeing him in his natural form, but did remember what he had been
told about how others may not approve.

So he wrapped a towel around his waist and took his pants off before
struggling into his wetsuit. I had caught up to him at this stage as I put
my wetsuit on. The towel did make things a lot more awkward though, but we
both managed and pretty soon we had our wettie's fully on and were zipping
up the back. We threw our clothes into the boot of Mr Black's SUV and
grabbed our boards before heading along the walkway along the edge of the
sea wall until we came across an intact walkway down to the beach.

There used to be lots of walkways for access to the beach, but from many
years of large southerly storms and massive swell a few of them had
collapsed. We went down a walkway till we got to the bottom then we had a
little bit of a jump, as the final section had been washed away during a
storm. It was low tide so there was a small beach to land on. The sands
were golden but still wet due to the recent higher tide. There was probably
only about six or so meters between the sea wall and the water's
edge. There were a few rocks scattered here and there but nothing too
serious, just meant we had to be a bit more careful when we bailed from a
wave. We strapped on our leg ropes and headed toward the water. Once deep
enough we lay on our boards and paddled out.

It was a strange experience once we got out the back, as I have never
surfed with such a crowd of other surfers. The strangest thing though was
the response we got from most of the surfers. Even though it had been over
a month since my accident most people still recognised us. We got treated
like royalty while we were out there. The other surfers let us have our
choice in the waves on offer and they tried to protect us from the arrogant
ones who were out there. I had never expected such kindness from strangers
especially out here in the surf, mainly because we weren't locals so we are
usually the outcasts. Localism isn't strong in New Zealand but if you are
an outsider you generally have to earn the respect of the locals before
they will allow you to get the good waves. We skipped that stage and headed
straight to pro all because we had become famous after my accident.

We had a really good surf and we both managed to impress most of the other
surfers with our abilities. Things got a bit ugly at one stage when Caleb
got dropped in on. Caleb took evasive action to avoid the other surfer, but
ended up taking an ugly looking wipe-out. Caleb was fuming at the guy and
when he paddled back out Caleb let him have it. The argument got very
heated because the arrogant shit didn't give a fuck about Caleb, all
because he was gay.

Caleb went for a couple more waves but ended up taking some pretty heavy
falls, as the arsehole kept dropping in on him. The situation was getting
very tense with the other surfers in the water also hassling the guy. He
still didn't listen and I knew that if he kept this up things were going to
get really ugly. Not just for the guy but I was really worried that Caleb
could get seriously hurt. Caleb was starting to get really upset too which
just seemed to egg the guy on.

He then made a massive mistake as he dropped into a wave that I was on. I
had two choices take evasive action which would result in me taking a heavy
fall, or run the guy over. Self-preservation prevailed and I really didn't
have time to avoid him anyway.  I clipped the back of his board a slid
across it slicing into his leg. I somehow managed to stay upright until I
was a safe distance away from the guy before the lack of control I had,
after hitting the guy, won out.

There was a heap of blood pouring out of the cut in his leg where the fins
at the bottom of my board had cut him up. The water was quickly turning red
around him. He was screaming in agony as he tried to paddle back into
shore. The big problem for him was the group of surfers waiting for him on
the beach. They weren't going to help him in the slightest. They picked him
up and dragged him out of sight, the next time anyone saw him he was
getting loaded into an ambulance. He was battered and bruised and the big
gash on his leg was probably the least of his problems. As a result of
everything the guy never came back here to surf, in fact I think that he
pretty much disappeared from the area.

As I paddled back out the back after hitting him most of the other surfers
passed the comment that he got what he deserved. Caleb though, had a look
of shock and disbelief on his face, and was rather upset at what had
happened to the guy. I think what had upset him most was that I was proud
of what I had done. He always amazed me with things like this, as he could
still get upset seeing someone who had deliberately hurt him, get hurt
themselves. He seemed to feel sorry for everyone regardless of what they
had done to him in the past. I don't think he likes the idea of karma.

The other surfers had also noticed Caleb's reaction, and helped me try to
make him see sense. They helped out a lot but I knew I would still have a
lot of explaining to do when we got back in the car. For the rest of the
surf Caleb was a lot more sombre but still had fun. He just wasn't pulling
off the big moves anymore. The other surfers tried to encourage him, but it
just didn't have much of an impact.

We never really used the status that had been imposed on us. We waited our
turn for a wave letting those who were in the line-up first go before us,
which just seemed to make the other surfers respect us more. As we paddled
back into shore after catching what we decided would be our last wave most
of the guys we had been surfing with came in too. When we got to the beach
they came over and told us that we were most welcome back, and if they saw
us in the line-up again they would make sure nobody gave us grief again.
They did stat that they wouldn't use violence to solve the problem again,
which got a little smile from Caleb. They were so glad to see him smile
again that they ruffed up his hair. A few of them also gave us their phone
numbers on a ripped up piece of paper, and said if we were planning on
coming out again to drop them a line. They would also be able to sort us
out somewhere to sleep if we required it.

We then shook their hands and said goodbye to them and headed towards the
walkway back up to the esplanade. I was really amazed with the way we had
been treated in general, as I had never expected to find such a friendly
group of people out in the water. Generally the ones who come to our town
for a surf can't be bothered with the locals, especially us grommets which
had given me a bad impression as to what surfers are like.

I was stoked after our surf. Caleb was content but still a bit upset at the
earlier incident. While we were getting changed back into our clothes, I
tried to think of how I was going to approach this with Caleb. I knew it
was a vulnerable situation so I would have to be very careful with what I
said to him. Once we were changed we loaded the boards back into the SUV
and threw our wet wetsuits into the bag along with our towels, and then
jumped back into the backseat of the car for our return trip to Mr Black's.

While Mr Black was driving us back through the city streets I started off
by giving Caleb a hug. I then carefully tried to explain what happened and
he did start to see my point. He then stopped feeling sorry for the other
guy at all, when I told him that it was either I hit him, or I would
probably have got hurt if I had tried to avoid him. Caleb gave me a big hug
saying he was sorry and that he was glad that I didn't get hurt. I told him
that I did understand why he got upset and that I was proud of him for
it. I then embraced him in a kiss which had the effect of bringing Caleb
totally out of his misery as he kissed me back.

I had been too busy explaining things to Caleb that I hadn't noticed that
we were taking a different route than normal. In fact it wasn't till we
stopped that I knew something was amiss. Mr Black had stopped outside an
abandoned looking warehouse somewhere in the old port district of the
city. It was a long two storey building which took up the entire block. It
was made of red brick that was in a state of decay. It had a large roller
door in the middle of the wall, with a smaller personnel door just beside
it. Both doors where painted green although the paint was old and flaky,
and in parts had worn away to exposed metal. There were no windows on this
side of the building which made it look ominous and a bit scary. Not the
sort of place I would want to be near in the night time.

"I've just got to go inside and get some stuff, if you two want to come?"
Mr Black said as he opened his door and got out. I turned around to Caleb
and saw that he was vacating the car too. So I undid my seatbelt to follow.

"I'm sorry. Please forgive me," Caleb said to me, as he got out of the
vehicle and caught up with Mr Black who was just opening the personnel door
to go in. I sat there confused with what Caleb had just said to me as it
didn't make a huge amount of sense. I had just got Caleb to see my point
over the earlier incident and already explained to him that he had nothing
to be sorry for, so that statement left me confused as hell. I just
shrugged my shoulders and got out of the car to follow them, slamming the
door closed as I left. I got to the door and went in. I was in for the
surprise of my life.

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