Date: Sun, 19 Mar 2017 18:09:50 +0000
From: Danny writing <danny2017writing@outlook.com>
Subject: Even If We Tried Part 4

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In The Last Chapter: Sam becomes aware of his sexual
attraction to Austin, as well as a more prominent interest in
Ethan. However, his strong feelings for Austin are shot down
when Austin is outed to the entire school by an unknown
source.

Even If We Tried Part 4

I felt motion sick, as I looked out the window of our car, and
watched the world seize to exist outside. My stomach was
heaving and all that was on mind was Austin. The only other
thing that could break my concentration was the smell of my
mother's perfume fragrance.

"Sweetie, are you okay?" She asked quietly, the only other
thing that could be heard was the indicator and faint reeve
from the car's engine as she stopped at a corner and turned
onto another road and entered onto the highway. She must have
noticed my face change from a wishy washy colour to a sheet of
white.

The feeling I had been suppressing for the last couple of
days, finally worked its stress up enough that I felt
physically ill.

"Mom, stop" I asked almost barely audible to hear in a gravely
voice.

Just like that, mom pulled over to the side of the road on the
highway, I hoped out and ran for the grass a couple of feet
away from door and vomited into the grass.

I felt the watery particles travel up my oesophagus and spray
the surface of the ground beneath me.
Falling to my knees I felt nauseous.
Some small flaky bits got caught on my lips and that's when I
felt the retching feeling before another surge landed on the
grass.

I felt horrible in that moment, the back of my sinuses had a
flimsy build up, just like mucus. That's when my mom came to
my rescue like she always does.

"Sam" She cried in an alarming tone, with the heavy metallic
clunk of the car door on her side, she ran around to me
clenching a bottle of water.

"Gak! I'm okay" I managed as I tried to get a hold of myself,
at the same time I looked down to see did I get any sick on me
and thankfully I did not.
Holding out a bottle of water for me, I took it gently from my
mom and rinsed the inside of my mouth, just as you would do
with mouthwash and spit it out.

"I'm okay mom, I'm just a little anxious" I said as I tooked
breaths and hoped that the aftertaste of vomit would quickly
disperse.

"Sammy!" She offered, while crouching down to me. The moment
was just too much for me that I felt myself on the verge of
crying and my mom sensed it before it even happened.

"Hunny, what wrong" She asked and at the same time she put her
hands around me for support, as if to coax it out of me.

"I don't know" I added as I broke into a soft whimper, which
was replace shortly after with sobbing.

"Shh, Sweetie. What's got you all anxious" She softly
whispered as she pulled me closer to her. She sat like that
with me a few moments. Cars passed by once awhile and when my
sobbing had calmed she held my head up to hers and looked into
my eyes with such understanding.

"Sam, you know you can tell me anything" She informed me as
she started to become emotional too.

I thought about it for a second, I knew I could trust my mom.
But did I feel ready I thought to myself. Sniffling I felt my
heart rate rise and I felt the fear come to life.

"I think I'm gay" I abruptly cried out. I felt a moment of
dread, yet I felt a moment of clarity. Some of the weight had
been lifted off my shoulder now that I had finally told
someone.
I looked at her and she remained silent as she processed the
information she had been given, that's when I started to feel
as if I shouldn't have told her. But all my worries were
supressed when she gave me a warm and accepting smile.

"So, what" She quipped holding me even tighter.
"I love you no matter who or what you want to be"

Feeling a sense of relief, I let out a short sigh.
"And you're sure" She asked looking for clarification.

"Yeah" I added with a low disappointed voice.

"Hey don't you ever be ashamed of who you love" She added with
a soft understanding tone.

"If you try and steal my boyfriends though, then we'll have to
talk. She chided to try and make the situation funny.

I smiled softly and sort of blushed at the statement.
"Your boyfriends are to old" I added coyly.

"Cheeky" She said while beaming a proud smile.

"Do you want to order pizza and talk about your party on
Saturday?"
She asked to try and break the ice and tell me that it was not
that big of deal.

"Sure" I said in a croaky tone. Both of us stud up and got
back in the car, my mom made sure that I was in the car first
before she got in. She then pulled back out on to the highway
and continued along it, but instead of taking the exit for
home she went into the city.

Breaking the silence as she drove she said "I can't wait to
see what boy bring home, you're going to be a little heart
breaker. My own mini casanova".

I immediately blushed and my face became flushed "Mooom" I
squealed in an embarrassed pitch.

"It's true though, you're a looker, just like your old mom"
She stated while she cockily bobbled her head to the side with
a smile.

It made me feel confident within myself, I knew that I did not
have to hide that part of my life as hard as I would have been
trying to in school.

While we sat down in the diner, mom ordered two pepperoni
pizzas, while we waited for our food the two of us talked a
little more about my coming out. She praised me and thanked me
for telling her, she also was proud that I did not let it
build up on me, so much so that it would have overwhelmed me.
But she still did worry about me in the long run, she did
vaguely touch on the subject about being careful and being
sure before I outed myself to anyone else. She went on to say
about protection and staying safe. It was the first time that
she ever really had this talk with me. But she did have the
sex talk with me and I found that very uncomfortable and every
time she mentioned a word that had anything to remotely do
with having sex I'd turn red and laugh about it.
But this time there was understand and there was nothing to be
embarrassed about.

"You can come to me anytime you need advice okay" She
explained and at the same time she placed her soft warm hand
atop of mine that was sitting on the table.

Before long the food had arrived and the both of us had dug in
and devoured the pizza that laid on top of a wooden board.

"So, Sam, who's coming to your party this weekend, your
finally fourteen." as mom prolonged the fourteen-bit,
indicating that she was more excited about the party than me.
"My little man is growing up". she said with a beaming smile.

I struggled for a second to try and lift the hot pizza from
the wooden plate on the table and brought it to my mouth.
Taking a chunk from the pizza I thought about who I should
invite. The usual's where a no brainer. But what about Austin?
that was going to be the hard bit for me.

"Em the normal people" I said rather avoiding the question of
Austin.

"Is there someone you really want to invite" She said as she
gave me a look. You know the sort of look you'd give someone
when there lying, only I was not lying.
Did she sense something I first thought, How could she know I
haven't told her about Austin.

"Well there this new kid in our school, he doesn't have a lot
of friends and he's well..." I trailed off, I was on verge of
telling her Austin was gay, but I had just caught myself
before I revealed that information. She would have defiantly
thought something was going on if I had said he was gay,
especially since I just told her I was gay. I was surprised at
how well she was handling it and I was comfortable about it.
My mom was awesome I thought.

"Then you should invite him" She said with a happy go lucky
ring to the statement and smiled making her cheeks make
dimples. My mom was a very pretty woman, she was in a lot of
ways like me I guess you could say.

Standing at possibly 5'8, she was quite tall. Her soft brown
eyes were the same colour as mine and she had dark auburn
hair, so I guess it's fair to say the genes were stronger on
her side than on my dad's side. My dad had brown hair and
green eyes. but I don't think I had ever really seen much a
resemblance to him whenever I looked in a mirror. I guess you
could say that Lauran would be the one who carries on my mom's
enticing looks.

'Did my mom really just say I could invite him or was she
secretly hoping that I'd tell her I liked him either way I
found the loud voices in my head taking over of all the what
ifs there had to be answered. getting a grip on reality I
shushed them'.

"Em, I guess I could" I said with a half-hearted smile".

---
 After the pizza in the city, we hoped back in the car and
headed back towards the school to pick up Lauran. By the time
I we had gotten to the school I felt much better in myself.
Waiting for Lauran was always hell, she would take so long to
actually arrive on time, as me and mom sat in the car. I
watched as the school emptied out, all the students that came
out the door quickly dispersed, but no Lauran.

"Can you go a get her hunny" my mom asked as she looked a
little inpatient".

Not wanting to move from the car I did so and undid my
seatbelt, the belt flung and retracted back into the small
pouch above my seat.

"Yeah mom" I groaned as I opened the door and started walking
towards the front entrance. Never before have I felt an odd
feeling in my stomach about walking to the door of the school
and this was defiantly odd in deed.

Entering the glass door, I turned at the intersection where me
and Lauran would usually part ways and walked towards the 7th
grade classrooms. The school was rather on the empty side now
and everyone was pretty much gone, except for the couple of
teachers who roamed the corridors and the students who
finished putting their belongings in their lockers.

Turning onto the 7th grade corridor, there was my sister
talking to a bunch of girls, it was not like she was hurrying
herself.

"Lauran" I shouted in a hushed voice but just enough so that
she would be able to hear me.

'I could hear the girl's conversation change since I called my
sister and one or two of them said "hey, Sam" rather
suggestively indicating that they were interested.'

"Hello" I gravelly offered and sighed shortly afterwards.

Braking my posture as my sister continued to talk away I stood
in the middle of the corridor like an idiot. Slumping I
started to get impatient and then said in annoyance.

"Come on"

'That's when she finally said I better go and turned towards
me waving the girls goodbye.

"Thank lord" I sarcastically chided.

All she could manage to do was snicker under her breath.

finding our way back to the car, I hoped back in the front
passenger seat and didn't say anything as we drove home.

---
Climbing the stairs, I headed to my room, before I was briefed
by mom about dinner and to wash up. Pushing the door into my
room I waltzed in and dropped my backpack beside the desk and
flopped down on the bottom bunk of the bed that it creaked.

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and I dug it out to see who
had messaged me, there was a couple of people who had messaged
but when I seen a text from Ethan I decided to message him
first.

Ethan had messaged me about the science project, and asked
about what we should do it on and we conversed like that for a
couple of minutes, still without coming to a conclusion.
Deciding that we should have a look online we both agreed to
talk a little later, once we had done some looking first.
Dropping my arm to my side, I started thinking of a possible
project but before I could think of a project. Austin had
popped into my head. Yet this time when he popped into my head
it was not sad. He was sensual. I oddly found him enticing and
it was at this moment that I started to rub the front of my
dark skinny jeans I had put on that morning.

I felt myself become hard, as I kept rubbing the blue denim
fabric. My dick started to make a lump just under my fly and
it started to make it impossible to move my manhood around
because it became so stiff.

Letting out a devious moan, I clenched onto my red Abercrombie
sweatshirt and pulled it over my head, which left me hair
slightly messed up. I quickly got up and walked to the door
and closed it as I softly squeezed my hard on.

I felt the throbing pulse and I was anticipating what was to
come next and with that I looked down at the protruding lump
in my lap while I unbuckled my belt and let it drop to the
floor.

Stepping on the back off my shoes I slipped them off and
pulled my jeans down my skinny legs. The mix of cool air and
horniness controlled the environment around me. I gently
started to grope my cock through the thin fabric of my
American eagle boxer briefs.

Laying back down on the bed, each time I squished my hand on
top of my dick I felt my heart rate accelerate and I felt the
horniness build and build.
The soft underwear added a sensation that could only be
describe as sexy, because each time I squished my cock the
fabric would have a knock-on effect causing my foreskin to
slightly retract and push against the fabric.

I griped my hardness with a firm grip and started to slowly
pump away at it through my underwear and felt the familiar
feelings grown inside of me. I have been masturbating for well
over a year but this was different it felt naughtier.

Thinking of Austin was drawing me closer to ejaculating.
Just as I was getting up to the high, Ethan crossed my mind
which made me quicken my pace. Jumping between my friend and
the boy who had made me horny in the first place I slurred
their names sexually as I drew really close.

Feeling the moment approach, I gave the last few hard pumps
that I could and arched my back slightly off bed as I felt
warm rush of euphoria spurt out of my dick and cause me to
shudder and softly moan as I kept pumping on till I couldn't
go that speed anymore.
I felt my fingertips become wet and a damp patch had formed on
my underwear with small offerings of white semen that had made
its way through the fabric, indicating that I had just done a
naughty deed.

I stopped stroking myself and for a second I lay back with awe
on my bed to regain my stamina. I swallowed my saliva and
tried to calm my breathing.

That felt great I thought to myself only, I knew that only I
would be able to indulge in this secret activity. It felt okay
to me as long as I kept it under control and the fantasy only
remained a fantasy.

Laying there in the quietness I started to feel guilty as I
did before about the wet dream about Austin. The feeling of
achievement subsided quickly and it started to grow on me. I
just jerked off to Ethan, my best friend. In order to fog the
emotion of I got up and made my way to the bathroom and closed
the door behind me.

Stepping out of the cum covered underwear I dug some clothes
out of the hamper and placed them deep into the hamper before
replacing the other dirty clothes on top of my secret activity
so that mom would not become suspicious.

Turning on the shower I held my crown jewel in my hand, It had
become soft now and it was still a little moist. All the same
though I was pretty happy with the size of it since I heard
from rumours that it would still grow. I thought I was fairly
big when I was hard and when I was soft it returned to its
small little cocoon.

When the water became warm I stepped inside the shower stall
and placed my hands on both sides of the tiled wall and let
the water pour down on me. I felt my hair begin to soak up the
water and I then reached for the shampoo and body wash one
after another and started to clean my soiled body up.

Drying off quickly I put on a pair of loose grey shorts and
white t-shirt and headed down for dinner. Dinner was delicious
as my mom had made stir-fry and a side plate of chips and
garlic bread. We all dug in and ate everything except for the
plates and for the first time sitting down with the family was
not as hard a task and it was satisfying.

---
Waking just a couple of minutes before my alarm was set to go
off I disabled the alarm and crawled tiredly from the bed.
I slowly walked the small distance to the toilet in my ensuite
I became aware of little chill the morning had brought upon.
It was Thursday, only one more day to go I though as I started
to pee. My bed did seem like a more appealing option so after
I had gone the toilet I decided, what was the harm of a couple
more minutes in bed, after all I was washed and all I needed
to do was get dressed and grab something to eat.

Sliding back into my bed which had lost a little heat since I
exited I pulled the blanket back up over me and snuggly
embraced the comfort. The comfort ended up making me drift
back to sleep and my mom ended up waking me a short time after
that around 9 am. My first thought was I was late for school
and I was about to jump out of bed but my mom calmed me with
her soothing voice. Sitting in an upright position on the side
of the bed mom said,

"I'll let you have the day off today, because yesterday was a
stressful day". she smiled and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

"Lauran's already gone to school and I need to go to work, so
can man the house."

'Yes, I thought a day to do fuck all.'

"Sure" I said in less enthusiastic way, as I would normally"

"Okay, well you know how to reach me." She said as she got up
from sitting on the side of my bed and started for the door.

"Oh" She said turning around as she had remembered something
else to tell me. "I'm working late tonight so can let Lauren
in from school when she comes home."
Nodding in agreement she disappeared out the door.

A couple of minutes later I heard the car pull out of the
driveway and I was completely alone. The quietness returned
and everyone now then with the exception of a car passing by
the street was in total silence.

I tried to go back asleep but something about the silence was
just to eerie for me and I could not. I decided to get up and
get breakfast, I put on a navy Nike tracksuit. The bottoms
where a little faded compare to the top, which looked brand
new. I guess you could say it was because I wore the bottoms
more than I did the actual hoodie.

With the hunger now severing up an appetite, I found myself in
front of the fridge looking for a substitute to fuel my energy
and cure the starvation.

Deciding on the couple of eggs that mom had left in the
fridge. Deciding with scrambled egg I readied a pyrex bowel
and took three eggs from the carton box.
Mom had taught me to cook a couple of basic foods like pasta
and scrambled egg, Mom was a chef so it was common sense that
her children knew how to cook something.

Cracking the eggs one my one on the side of the bowel I let
the yoke and contents drop into the pyrex glass. I took a
whisk that mom had in one of the draws and started to whisk
the eggs until they started to form. Once I was happy and
ready to put them in the microwave I put them in the machine
and set the timer. Mom would most likely tell me to try the
cooker, but right now I was barely awake and I could have not
cared less, I just wanted to eat.

While waiting for the timer to count down I disposed of the
shells from the eggs and then stood in front of the microwave
and watched the bowl slowly rotate on the glass plate.

DING, the machine went and I popped open the door, and
grabbing a mitten I took the glass out and placed it on the
marble counter. The small fluffy clouds of egg in the bowl
made my mouth water as I quickly transferred it from the bowl
onto a plate, before taking a fork from the cutlery drawer and
taking a seat at the kitchen table rather than the breakfast
counter.

The sun spewed through the patio doors and kitchen window
which lit up the room and the smell of eggs cloaked the air
quality in the kitchen, as did a slight rise in the
temperature.

Getting the food into me, I washed up after the delicious
snack as I would have put it. The next two or three hours
where among the most boring in my life, I thought that it
would have been fun staying home. But all I found myself
thinking was of Austin. I felt bad for him and I also felt
guilty for using Ethan as a sexual object last night. I wanted
to become close to Austin and keep everything savvy with
Ethan.

Finding my phone I messaged Ethan a couple of times to see how
school was going and he seemed to be having a fairly good day
but he did state that he missed me. I felt that I was missing
out in school for the first time ever. I had gone from one
activity to another and could not decide which was more
tiresome than the next. I first found myself kicking a
football out the backyard against shed wall out of frustration
and boredom conjoined.

I had to admit that I liked the moment me and Austin had
yesterday, I felt that It was sacred. It was just me and him,
nobody else. I rubbed his back and for him and for the first
time since I started having these feelings I felt understood.

I found myself wanting another moment like that, I did not
care how people looked at me yesterday. I needed to prove to
Austin that I truly wanted to be a friend. With that I
messaged Nash to see if I could get a phone number or an
address from him. Of course, Nash had heard what had happened
at school and was reluctant to give me the details.

I felt that I would never get to know him, I couldn't tell
Nash how I felt. It would awkward. I decided to try and clear
my head and got my BMX from the shed as it was only put back
in recently and grabbed my school bag just in case I decided
to turn up for the last couple of classes which was P.E.

Leaving the house, I peddled with ease since I had no extra
weight towards Nash's house. I had found out that Nash had
gotten of school early and he was home according to his
messages from earlier. I eventually got to his home where
there was two BMW's in the driveway. I stood in the spot I had
stood with Ethan the night of the party when he was nervous
about going in, only this time I was nervous. I was afraid of
being judged for information about Austin, what if this
started circling around the school I feared. I pushed that to
the back of my mind a felt my heart race and slowly but
surely, I stated to approach the solid oak door. 'What are you
doing' I asked myself, my breathing started to gradually
become faster and my palms became sweaty. taking a large gulp,
I reached out and knocked on the door and waited for it to
open.

The door opened and Nash's mother Isabell, grated me to a
smile.

"Samuel" She mentioned with surprise.

"Hi, is Nash home" I innocently enquired,

she looked at me and smiled. He's in the study she clarified.

Just like that she stepped aside for me to enter and with the
clunk of the door behind me Isabell encouraged me to head on
to the study.

I walked down the slightly darkened hallway that had wooden
panels on each side and red carpeted floor.
Knocking on the door for the study I opened it slowly and
entered not leaving much room for me to slip through the
narrow opening.

Nash looked up from a desk he sat at with a pencil in his
hand, he beamed a smile. I returned a smile before closing the
door and closing the distance between him.

Approaching the desk, I could see he was writing music on a
stave. Pulling one of the many chairs in the room I took a
seat in front of him.

"Your out of school" He asked out of curiosity as he was
surprised that I was not in school.

"So are you" I added with a soft gaze.

"I had an appointment with my music teacher" he declared
proudly.

"Cool, how did it go" I asked as to break the ice before I ask
him anything else.

"It went good, I think." He paused and looked a little
crushed.

"It didn't go the way you wanted it to go did it." With an
agreement nod he answered the question but remained silent.

"What brings you Mr. Twomey" He said in a posh voice only he
could perfect."

Feeling embarrassed I chuckled a little "You know I don't like
last name."

"I'm fucking with ya." He said before giving me a cheeky grin.

"So... what brings you here today."

I want to know were Austin lives" I asked genuinely.

"Why, you're not going to make fun of him are you." He asked
with a questioning tone and looked at me with serous eyes as
if he was trying to judge a fault in my facade. The only thing
was there was there was fa‡ade.

"I just want to know" I asked not wanting to answer the
question."

"Sam, he's been outed in the school, I can't give you his
address unless it's for a good reason."

I felt a pressure build and my mind went blank, everything
went blank I lost my train of thought. Only one answer was in
my mind and I knew it was not the right one I wanted to give,
but I knew that I was the only way that I'd get something out
of Nash.

Drawing in a breath I paced myself for what I was about to
say.

"I... Li... "I sighed disappointingly to myself. Drawing in a
breath I said "I like him" in a rushed statement.
I felt as if was going to cry but caught myself. That's when
Nash seen how embarrassing that statement was to me and he sat
forward.

"Awe Sam, I'm sorry. I.., I understand." he said, I was
shocked that he didn't get mad or anything and that gave me a
little hope.

"Really" I asked looking down not daring to him look him in
the eye."

"Yeah, I do, His house overlooks Lake Newman." With a slight
pause, Nash pulled a piece of paper from the printer and wrote
the address down on the A4 page. I felt that I left myself in
a really compromising position. He then gave me the paper.

Glancing down at the paper and back down to him, I felt the
tears starting to creep up on me and the fear.

"You won't tell anyone will you" I said almost talking into
myself. "

"I won't, you have my word" He said as he tilted his head
forward slightly indicating that my secret was safe.

"I'm kinda like you too" He added with a bashful face.

"Thanks." I breathed out with a bit of relieve.

"Well what are you waiting for" He stated softy.

In a knowing warm smile, I stood up and headed towards the
door. Nash got up with me and walked me to the front door.
This was a part of Nash I had never seen before, it felt like
it was too easy but there was honesty in him.

Swinging a leg over my bike I started my decent down the
driveway and turned back the way I had come and continued
cycling towards lake Newman.

Just when I got to the intersection after a bit of peddling I
thought of my two options. the third option was already a
don't go back scenario, with that being going home. The other
two options were go to school for the other half of the day or
go directly to Austin's home.
Feeling that I was not quite ready I decided that It would be
best to go to school and try and get some of my feelings in
balance before making my next move. By the time, I got to
school it was around lunch time.

Walking the corridor to my locker I ditched my bag. I kind of
felt a couple of people looking at me funnily but it was
nothing to cause alarm. Sitting down at the lunch table, Ethan
was so glad to see me as I. We quickly caught up on the events
of the day and chatted through lunch. One of the first things
I became aware was that Austin was not in school and it may
have been a no brainer but I wondered would this stop him from
coming to school.

Thinking and thinking, that's all I did was think. This time
though I said it out loud to Ethan and a table of four others.

"What." Ethan had said "Who sent what?" He said in a inquired
tone and look.

"I want to know how sent those messages to Austin"
I stated boldly. I was so relieved that the whole table did
not erupt into laughter but Ethan gave me a look that I had
never seen before. It was like he was hesitant to help for
moment but out of respect he finally said that he'd help.

An understand had been set between the boys to keep their eyes
and ears opened and Sam also invited them to his party on
Saturday and they all agreed to come along.

After lunch had concluded, I headed on to the gymnasium with
the boys and channelled into the small hallway that leaded
into the boy's locker rooms. The bang of the door handle
against the brick echoed through the locker room along with
the laugher and shouting.

I placed my bag on the bench and started to undo my shoes as
Ethan took the spot that was next to me. I started to pull
down my bottoms and change into my shorts and left my t-shirt
I was wearing after I removed the hoodie.

The locker room was not my favourite place to be as I found It
very distracting. I did not want to be accused of looking at
someone so I usually rushed my way out of the changing rooms
when the lads would be having showers but if we were simply
getting changed then I could handle it.

I waited for Ethan and the boys to finish changing as a couple
of insults were made lightly and before we knew it we made our
way out to the main hall where Mr. Walsh our P.E. teacher had
us play a game of basketball, which passed the time quite
quickly. I was not the sportiest person in the school, I did
like a couple of sports and basketball was a decent enough
sport to play, at least people would trust me enough to pass
the ball to me. So, I must have been decent enough for them to
pass the ball in the first place.

After P.E. we headed straight for the showers, this was always
the worse part for me in school. I readied a towel on the
bench, ditched my shorts and t-shirt. I grasped a bottle of
body wash and headed in following the boys towards the
showers.

Taking my place in front of the shower head I pressed the
button as the delayed water took a second to reach the head
and started sprinkling all over me. Washing myself like always
I tried to keep my head on the tiled wall in front of me and
only Ethan would have to call me.

Turning to look at him, we stood in his dark grey underwear
that clung to his hips. His thighs were so firm and athletic,
strong even. His stomach had the making of a six pack but It
was completely flat.

"I forgot my body wash, can I borrow yours" He asked as he
smiled. I handed the body wash to him and pretended not to
look. But I secretly was stealing glances, that's when he
turned around to face the flow of the water,the round globes
of his ass was really magnified by the tightly clinging
underwear.

In one swift movement, he bent over slightly and slid his
underwear down his body, exposing his soft mounds. I tried
looking away but there were boys everywhere in various stages
of nakedness. I felt a knowing stirring in my groin and I said
that I was finished and quickly exited to the showers trying
not to alarm anyone. When I got back to my spot on the bench I
draped the towel around my lower body and sat down.

'Fuck, that was to close I cautioned myself.'

I waited until I was sure there was no danger of a boner
before getting dressed and waiting outside the locker room so
that the same thing wouldn't happen again.

When we left the gym, I walked with Ethan towards the bus port
were he usually got on his bus and said goodbye giving him a
fist bump. He got on the bus and it pulled off. I headed on
back to my bike by the front of the school. Unlocking the bike
from the bike rack, I was interrupted by a familiar voice,
turning around I noticed my sister who was going for the bus.
Lauran, I called out and she noticed me and came running up to
me.

"Here's the key, I'll be home soon" with that she just nodded
and ran for the bus

Hopping on my bike I took the piece of paper Nash had written
on and thought should I go. My answer was yes and with that I
pushed away en-route to the lake where Austin lived after
having a look over the address.

After leaving the suburbs area where I lived I became
sheltered by the overhanging trees on the road leading up to
the lake and looked at each of the mailbox numbers carefully.

I cycled a good bit around, quite the amount of time had
passed and it began to rain. when I was going to give up the
number 13337 appeared on a mailbox, that had a small little
slip road off the main road. Pulling off the main road I saw
the garage port of a house that had three cars, two cars in
the bay and one car on the dirt road. This was the house
number I had been given.

I dismounted my bike and walked the remainder of the distance.
The house appeared to be a huge split-level house and from
what only I could see was the top level of the house, it
looked as if the property went right up the shoreline as I
could see the water vaguely on the far side of the built-up
structure. The house was primarily made from red brick and
timber which gave the house a very rustic feel, combined with
a lot of the glass the house looked very sleek and modern.

I stood my bike towards a large manmade flower bed that ran
the whole length of the driveway, yet looked as if it was made
freshly and with care. I walked the small distance and stepped
up a couple of steps and before I knew it was inches from the
door. I thought to myself here goes nothing and I willed
myself to knock. I felt a stressing feeling in my chest as I
lifted my hand and brought it to the door. with a rat-tat
rhythm, I waited anxiously for the door to open.

When the door did finally open, Austin stood in the doorway
shocked and at the same time happy that I was oddly here.
Turning up unannounced, must have seemed odd to him, I hope it
didn't seem creepy I thought now as it had just crossed my
mind. A flutter of my heart was felt as he said "Come in" and
with that I took a step inside and he closed to door behind
me.

Standing inside his entry hallway I froze for a second.
Drawing up my conclusion in my head he said

"Your soaking" In a worried, almost panicked voice. "Let me
get you towel.

I felt the remainder of rain drops roll down my face and drop
to the floor, as I watched him disappear I felt nervous. Yet
when he arrived back bearing a towel I felt safe somehow. Safe
I thought, what does that mean.

"I have something tell you." I nearly whispered

He looked at me in the eyes and for that second we both knew.
Coaxing what I had thought up to actually say it took a lot of
courage from me and I finally spilled a part of myself to him.

"Before anything else crazy happens, I just want to say that I
like you."

He remained silent and said no words as he was most likely
trying to figure out what to say. I could feel a small puddle
forming at my feet from the amount of rain that had soaked
into my clothes and my hair was damply a mess on top of my
head.

"I want you to know that I'm with you. I'll have your back."

That last sentence had done it all for me, he smiled and
stepped forward. I could feel his soft breathing exfoliate my
face and with that I leaned in and kissed him on the lips with
all the remaining courage I had. I felt the butterflies dance
around in my stomach and at that very moment Austin started to
become all nervous and get a dose of shakes as his butterflies
worked differently to mine. It was almost to adorable to
watch.

I felt myself smiling on the outside and I started to giggle,
so much so that Austin looked at me with a coy smile.
But not long after that he couldn't help himself because he
ended up developing a small chuckle.

The world could have ceased to exist around me, the coldness I
was feeling from the damp clothes I still wore didn't seem to
matter and the worries of being exposed to the world did not
matter for that moment either.

After the small chuckling had ended, Austin had said in a soft
and very gentle voice as he started to walk ahead of me.

"Let's find you some dry clothes"

It told me the story of person who was so soft that other
people would see this as a weakness. But I didn't, I did not
see it as a weakness. I saw it as a raw purity and with that I
followed the boy I was totally crushing on, possibly loving.

The end of part 4

If you've made it this far, thank you for reading. Please
comments are welcome. I'd love to hear what people do think.
I'd be grateful to hear an acknowledgment that people are
reading my stories, thanks again.

If you wish to read my first story it's called Spring-Tide

Email Me at danny2017writing@outlook.com

Stay tuned for the next instalment, I feel a connection to
this story. So, this could be a good Novella in the long run
if you bear with me.