Date: Tue, 19 Nov 2002 20:18:11 -0500
From: Jim Reeve <senorjota2006@hotmail.com>
Subject: Forbidden Love: Chapter Two

This story contains sexual acts of homosexuals,  If you are not 18 it is not
recomended that you read it.  Everyone else, please enjoy.
-Jim



Ryan awoke, still somewhat groggy.  He was covered with
goosebumps, as he lay  there with no covers on his body.
He glanced at his clock.   It read

7:35

He was running late, and he thought himself lucky that his
mother didn't walk in on him as he lay naked with no
covers.  He jumped into the shower for a couple of minutes.
Once warm he scrubbed himself down with a a soapy cloth,
and then turned off the water.  He stepped from the shower
and stood, admiring his body from the large mirror in the
bathroom.   He was beautifully muscular, but not over
toned.  His manhood was large for his age, and he figured
most girls would die for his body as he would for Brent's.
If only Brent would lunge for him also.  There was one
small ray of hope in his mind.  He noticed Brent staring at
his body, quite often, mostly in the locker room.  But
there was one time that stood out to him.   This was his
only hope.

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Ryan pulled his shirt, shorts, and briefs off, and quickly
covered himself with a towel.  He didn't feel comfortable
strutting across the locker room completely naked, unlike
Brent.  He stood not far away.  He was completely naked,
and (It was an odd situation, Brent didn't belong in the
locker room at this time, for Ryan usually waited until
most all of the boys were gone before he showered, for the
shower was one big stall, and he didn't want people to
repeatedly see him with huge hardons amidst a bunch of
guys.) he seemed almost as if he were half hard, maybe
intrigued by Ryan's size, for Brent, still beautifully
large, wasn't quite as big. Ryan went to the towel rack,
and hung his towel on the nearest peg to the shower room's
wooden door, so he could easily grab it without being seen
naked. He stepped into the steamy shower, and a wonderful
scent of boy entered his nose.  He stepped to the furthest
shower head, and bagan to shower. He turned to maintain
himself, for he knew that Brent would be in soon to shower
off as well, and Brent was the last person he wanted to be
embarrassed by.

The door creaked loudly, and Ryan's head snapped towards
the door. Brent was in the room now, and he didn't mind
showing that he was completely hard. Ryan's head swam, and
he felt dizzy, hardening himself. Brent chose the
showerhead closest to Ryan's. He took a full shower, and
rubbed his cock a little bit.  Ryan kept himself under
control, he remained under the stream of hot water hoping
that Brent had planned on making a move.  Ryan's hope was
drowned when Brent shut off the water and walked out.
Ryan's heart sank. He almost began to weep, and on this day
Ryan's lust for Brent began to turn to love.

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Ryan dressed himself into a pair of tight jeans and a tight
tee.  He was shy, but loved showing himself off, through
the security of a tee shirt anyway.  He jumped into the car
and sped off to school not bothering to bid his mother
good-bye.  He was still angry with her.  His emotions grew
inside. He thought over the event in which I just
described.  His heart pounded, and every pulse, every beat
was not for Ryan, and not for his mother, but for Brent.
It was true, he did love him, and his heart ached, it ached
for weeks, until one cold autumn November, the 29th to be
exact.

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Ryan had just finished playing tennis in gym class.  They
had been out on the courts, and as usual Brent dominated
the game.  Ryan took glee in the fact that he could have
whipped anyone on that court at any moment, but chose to
keep his athletic abilities low, for he was shy, yet
confident.  But still, showing off in the form of athletics
was not for him. He stepped into the shower room, rather
cold, and stood there letting the warm water caress his
body.  He began to feel himself getting hard, expecting
that he might jack off, as he usually did when he was the
only one in the room.  He began to slide his hand up and
down his long shaft.  About a minute into his pumping the
door creaked open.  Ryan turned and faced the wall trying
desperately to let his man-hood settle down.   He turned to
see who had entered the room.  It was Brent.

"Shit" Ryan muttered under his breath.

Brent approached him and walked over to the next
showerhead.  He began to jack off right there, right in
front of Ryan.  Ryan got very hot and started to rise.
Brent noticed this, and walked straight over to him.  Their
faces were so close that they're noses almost touched.
Ryan could smell Brent's delicious body, covered in sweat.
He thought he was in for an ass whipping, something not
uncommon to happen to someone who was thought to be gay at
his school.  Instead, Brent pressed his lips into Ryan's
face.  He kissed him deeply, and long.  Ryan had a feeling
trigger inside him, he was so overcome with happiness, he
didn't know what to do, he was in heaven.  He returned
Brent's kiss, and let his tongue fill Brent's mouth, as
Brent was doing to him.  For the first time ever he
exchanged a kiss with a man. His hands slid behind Brent's
back, and onto his butt, feeling it, rubbing it. He then
went to Brent's front, rubbing his large chest, and  six
pack.  He let his fingers caress Brent's torso for about
five minutes, as Brent did to him.  Then, his hand slid
down to Brent's cock.  He grabbed it as Brent grabbed his.
It was the most wonderful feeling he had ever experienced,
and their kissing became more passionate, and their bodies
rubbed. Ryan fell in love.

>From outside there was a loud bang.  Ryan and Brent pulled
from their loving lock.  Their arms were together, and they
dragged them apart.  Ryan returned Brent's soft smile.

"I love you." Brent whispered, "Come over to my house
tonight, I'd love to have you over."

"Love you too" Ryan said as he kissed him one last time.

They stepped from the shower one at a time and dressed
slowly.  They left from separate doors at different times
as if nothing had happened.  The rest of the day Ryan was
in a dream cloud, trying to remember every bit of Brent's
touch, and every feeling that grasped his body when Brent's
hand touched his cock. Ryan drove home quickly that day,
aprehensive about Brent.

Upon arriving home, Ryan tossed his books aside.  He jotted
his mother a quick note, and left the house as quickly as
he came, but this time shaking all over.

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Brent's house was large, very large.  No one was home.
Brent smiled broadly as he kissed Ryan again, and let him
in.  They went up to Brent's large bedroom, and they both
sat on the bed.

"I've wanted to..." Brent was obviously nervous, "I've
wanted to hold you like that for so long."

Ryan smiled. He thought he felt a tear in his eye.  All of
this was so great.  He bent to kiss Brent, and he was
immediately enveloped with his hot muscular body.  There
was passionate make-out for about ten minutes, and a little
bit of playing with each other's nipples, and then it
stopped.  They both seemed to want something more than just
a casual sex relationship. They had to know each other.
They sat and talked for a bit lying on the bed facing each
other. Both of them were shirtless.  It was rather hot in
Brent's room.  Occasionally they would brush a hand along
the other's chest. It was wonderful for them both. Brent
was a very sensitive loving person. He had his fair share
of problems, and at one point his eyes began to tear up.
Ryan didn't know what to do, he didn't know how to react,
but he held him, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.
Ryan then told Brent everything about himself, everything
that I have told you.  It seemed now that they were on a
more personal level, but they both agreed to put sex off
for a bit.

They decided to go outside and start a game of basketball.
They both were in tee shirts again, to keep out some of
the autumn chill.  It was here that Ryan allowed all of his
athletic ability out, and he ended up beating Brent 45-43.
Brent tackled Ryan in the grass.  Both stripped their
shirts, and had a rough wrestling match, roaring with
laughter the whole time.  Rain began to gush from the sky,
and they were drenched in seconds.  It was the most
enjoyable time of their lives.  The warm shower of rain
made their bodies slick, and they wrestled around in the
mud, getting dirty, and were all over each other. They got
tired and just collapsed in the grass.   They lay next to
each other, and linked fingers.  After he caught his
breath, Brent rolled over to face Ryan. He rolled to meet
Brent.  Brent reached for Ryan, and they kissed again.
Rolling in the semi muddy grass, they became one, holding
each other in a tight loving grasp.  After getting soaked
to the bone, they headed inside.  Up in Brent's private
bathroom, there were candles lit, and  the lights were low.
It was a very romantic setting.

"What's all this?"  Said Ryan beaming

"I told the house keeper to draw a bath and light some
candles.  I told her I had a date."

"Shit, she did that?  God, I wish I had a house keeper,
especially one that would allow this."

"We pay her, she doesn't ask questions, that's how it
goes."

With this Brent pulled of his clothes, and beckoned for
Ryan to do the same. Ryan stepped into the bath behind
Brent.  At first they sat on opposite sides of the bathtub.
They chatted lightly and Brent seemed quite content that
he made Ryan so happy.

Soon Ryan rolled up onto the balls of his toes, now
crouching in the warm bubbly water.  He shuffled forward
until he was crouching over Brent's cock. Then he sat down,
softly, so not to bend Brent's hardened cock.  He sat, and
massaged Brent's chest.  Brent in turn massaged Ryan, and
softly bit his nipples and stroked is stomach. Gradually
their lips met and they were again holding each other,
entwined, rubbing bodies. Ryan ran his finger through
Brent's hair.  After about a half an hour of romantic
fore-play they stepped from the large tub, and sat nude on
a comfortable couch in the corner.  They grabbed a towel
and dried each other.  Then, Brent presented Ryan with some
dry clean clothes.  They quickly dressed and headed
downstairs.  There was a table set with piping hot steaks
setting on golden plates with mashed potatoes and green
beans. Ryan telephoned his mother and told her that he had
made plans for dinner.  He ate his dinner with Brent.

"This is amazing.... it's so good."  Said Ryan

"Thanks" replied Brent, again beaming that he made Ryan so
happy.

"Brent, today in the shower... how did you know... how did
you work up the courage?"

"I've liked you for over a year.  In the last few months
I've fallen in love with you.  I was so intimidated by you,
and I thought I had nothing to loose, so I went for it."

"Damn good thing you did."  Ryan replied.

After a delicious meal, and the most romantic night of his
life, Ryan kissed Brent good-bye.  Brent invited him to
come over the next day, Friday, and spend the night.  Ryan
told him he'd look forward to it.

He walked home in the semi darkness, only through the park.
The most rewarding day of his like came to a quiet close,
as bitter cold quietly swept into the town.


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