Date: Mon, 20 Jan 2003 18:18:32 -0600
From: "HRH, The QUEEN!" <neonjase@macomb.com>
Subject: It's My Life: And I'll Cry If I Want Too! Chapter 2

          "It's My Life: And I will cry if I want to!"
                             By Jase
       Copyright c 2003 Jason P. Ruel. All Rights Reserved.
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This story is complete fiction. All person mentioned in the body
of the text are from my mind, and any similarity to anyone in
real life is only coincidental. This story is a woven mixture of
my life and also of my fantasy life. At times there may be "foul"
language, but when don't we hear this in real life? Sexual
content of a mature nature between 2 males is completely
consentual, but this story is not one of sex. If you are not
allowed to view materiel of an adult nature (under age 18, or 21
in some areas, or where prohibited by law), then please do not
continue to read further and go somewhere else. You have been
warned!


Comments are always welcome. This is my first attempt at writing.
Please let me know your opinions at neonjase@macomb.com. Please
include It's My Life in the subject line.
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Chapter 2: My Knight in Shining Armor

Many months have past since I moved into this new neighborhood
and started at my new school. God I hate this place. My so-called
mother has been starting her stuff again, and I just wish I could
run away. I wish at times also that I had never even been born
into this Hell on Earth.

"Jason!"

My God, she is yelling for me again.
"Yeah" I say. What I really wanted to say was to leave me alone.
I have my own problems to worry about.

"I am going out, come tell me if I look alright." She says.

"OK, mom. I will be there in a moment."

"Now, I said come in here now."  She has already been going full
force at that 12 pack she picked up earlier in the day. She is
starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. Why doesn't she just
pass out?

"I'm sorry, I will be there in a moment, and I am in the middle
of cleaning my room like you told me to. All I have to do is
clean up the last of my books and put them on the shelf."

"Get your fucking ass in here right now young man!  Don't make me
come in there, `cause if I do your ass is going to be burning!"

"OK! I am on my god-damned way!" Shit, I think to myself. I
shouldn't have said that, but God she knows how to push all my
buttons the wrong way. Why can't she just learn to leave me
alone? It's like I am the parent and she is the child!

"What did you say; I don't think I heard you correctly!"

"You heard me right! Just leave me the fuck alone!"   Might as
well sign my death warrant while I am at it. It's not like she
would hit me any ways. I am the broken and fragile child after
all.

"I am going to count till 5 and your ass better be in this room!
And grab that belt out of the bathroom on your way up here. Your
ass has my name on it!"

"My ass ain't the only one with your name on it!" Hey, it's all I
could think of at the time. I had to say something. If I give in,
she wins. I need to show her that I am not afraid of her like my
brother and sisters. Well Annie isn't afraid, she is just stupid.
She doesn't know when to shut her trap. She even dares to hit
back! At least I am not that stupid!

"One" she cries. I go back to picking up my books. They are my
only refuge in this place. I got them from a rummage sale. Hey,
they may be romance, but it's something to read. I am 9 after
all, going on 40 as my grandma would say. She tells me I have an
ancient soul. Hell, I don't even know what that means, but I do
what I do best: I smile and nod, smile and nod!

"Two" she screams louder.

"Two and one-eight" is my reply

"FOUR!" she wails.

"You forgot THREE dummy!" I bellow.
"NO I DIDN'T, YOU FUCKER!"  That's her name, not mine. She is
known as the fucker of the town. She opens her legs to any Tom,
Dick, and Harry who cums along. And no, I didn't spell that
incorrectly.

"What happened to FIVE? You forget how to count to five? Only
made it to eighth grade after all! Fifth grade is what I am in.
you should be able to count to five, since last year I was in
fourth.. You know. one, two, three, four, FIVE!" I can be such a
smart ass.

"Oh forget it you son-of-a-bitch! Just stay the hell in that room
until I get back! I am so fed up with you. I need a drink. I need
to get going. Reba and I are going out to the bar. I will be back
whenever! Make sure you kids are in bed early, and I mean that
mister!"

THANK GOD! That is all I can think of at the moment. She is gone,
we get the house to ourselves, and Cinemax is showing nudey
flicks tonight. Some program called Lady Chatterley or something
like that. This means naked bodies, and most specifically, naked
men. Yeah, you heard me right. There is something about looking
at a naked man that is nice. I love it when we go to the fair or
something like that because I can go to the bathroom a lot and
sneak looks at men's penises while I take a leak. In my case, I
can't go to the bathroom in public. I have a pee-phobia. I cannot
use public restrooms at all! Even as an adult I can't do it!

As she walks out the door she turns around and says, "We will be
at the Dam Tap. Don't call unless the house in on fire or one of
you is dying! You hear me, DO NOT CALL ME!" And so she is gone!

Yea, don't interrupt my drinking and looking for a fuck unless
the house is burning or one of you is dying. Why did God bless
that woman, no that THING, with children? I could never
understand why, but that's something I prolly will never learn.

Annie, Amelia, and Nigel are all on the sofa watching some
cartoons on TV. At least she can do one thing right, she got us
cable. Well she prolly didn't, but one of her fuck's of the week
gave her money to. Hey, she has to keep the kids quiet somehow. I
tell them it's time for bed and they protest of course. All I
have to tell them is that mom put me in charge and what I said
goes, or else they suffer the wrath of mom in the morning. They
relent and go to bed as ordered. I settle down for a late night
with the "boob" tube. I stretch out on the floor in front of the
35 inch JVC television

Before I could even watch some of the skinamax, I quickly fell
asleep. Hours later I wake up to bumping on the front door and
the sound of the door knob and lock being fondled. Next thing I
know, my mother and her latest acquisition are coming through the
door hastily grabbing at each others clothing. Obviously they
were in a hurry and didn't give a damn about the children in the
house who were asleep and didn't need to be up at this un-godly
hour.

They obviously didn't see me there sleeping on the floor. Their
first clue someone was there could have been the TV that was
still on. Or maybe if they would have looked at the floor, they
could have seen the pillow and afghan with a child underneath it.
But of course they didn't look. They couldn't take the time away
from their foreplay to make sure there wasn't an impressionable
child there on the floor. They fell to the floor and soon off
came the clothes. I kept my eyes tightly shut and my breathing
slow and shallow as to not let them know I wasn't asleep, but
actually wide awake listening to them go at it.

Boy, did I learn a lot about sex that night. It was one of those
moments in my life when I imagined I was the girl and the guy was
going at it with me. I loved the look of that man's naked body
and the way his muscles moved when he was going at it. Eventually
my mother fell asleep in the middle of sex, the alcohol finally
knocking her out. I am sure there were a few other substances on
board when she passed out as well. The poor man had to bring
himself off after he pushed my mother off of him. That was the
most erotic thing I have ever seen. I think it was the moment my
voyeuristic tendencies were born! I watched as he came all over
his muscular body, and I about gave my cover away, but alas did
not. At least I thought I didn't. When he got up and cleaned
himself off, and after he got dressed again, he turned right
before walking out the door and said in a hushed tone, "Hope you
liked the show kid! Next time don't gasp when you see a man cum!
You don't want to give yourself away!"  And with that, my Knight
in shining armor walked out the door. The man who made me truly
aware of my longing for men, had just came and gone out of my
life within a few short hours!


Coming next:  The Boy Next Door


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Hope you like my story so far. I promise it will get better. I
plan on writing a new chapter every few weeks or so. Forgive the
errors in editing if there are any. I don't have an editor, and
we are only human and can only catch so many mistakes. Please
feel free to write me any comments or suggestions for the story.
My email is neonjase@macomb.com. I have also started up a yahoo
group for this story in order to share ideas and thoughts easier
and in a group setting if people don't feel like writing me
directly. The URL is http://groups.yahoo.com/group/its-my-life-
Jase/
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