Date: Tue, 25 Oct 2011 18:33:59 -0400
From: podiumdavis@gmail.com
Subject: The Journey of Jacob and Kyle 1

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The Journey of Jacob And Kyle
Chapter #1: The Best Day Ever
Time line: Thursday

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WARNING: If you're looking for a quick jerk off story then you're not
going to find it here, but if you enjoy stories with deep character
development then this story will be for you. My chapters may contain
extreme situations that may not be suitable for all audiences,
including violence and sexual situations, readers discretion is
advised.

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Hello my name is Jacob. Let me start by telling you a little bit about
myself: I'm currently fourteen years old and I'm in the 9th grade at
Naples High, which would make me a freshman. I'm also 135 lbs, give or
take a pound or two. My muscles aren't very big mind you, but I have
one of those naturally fit type of bodies, but don't take that to mean
that I'm weak because my muscles are nicely toned and defined might I
add. I have hazel green eyes and brown hair that sometimes stretches
down over my face, which can sometimes conceal my eyes.

Some of my most favorite things to do are, fiddling with my computer,
and of course I love to play video games too, I mean, who doesn't. I
also enjoy riding my bike and I love being out in nature. Some of the
naturist type things I like to do are; hiking, camping and especially
fishing. To me there is nothing more beautiful than a sunset, I just
love the colors it paints across the sky; it's so pretty.

I also have a little brother and his name is Matthew. He's twelve
years old and he's a tiny bit smaller than me, he's approximately four
feet eight inches tall and he'd be lucky if he weighed 90 lbs, even if
he was soaking wet. Matthew has hazel green eyes just like me and has
short brown hair. He's also in the 7th grade. Also if I may, he's very
cute for his age, or at least I think he is. He's also a very athletic
boy and he's currently on the swim team at his school and is very
toned because of all the exercise that he gets from all the laps they
make him do in training.

But how about a little more about me, I've always considered myself to
be gay, for as long as I can remember in fact. I've tried dating girls
over these past few years, mind you at my mothers advice, but it's
never really worked out for me. I tried my best to do what I felt was
right and normal for me to do. But I only did what I thought was
simply expected of me, but I couldn't do it anymore. I'm gay, what
else can I say.

Nothing else quite turns me on more then this kid that's in a couple
of my classes. His name is Kyle and man is he freaking hot! He's about
five feet two inches tall and he's got the most amazing tan over his
entire body, his skin looks oh so silky smooth and oh – my – god what
a turn on that is. He has dirty blond hair and wonderful blue eyes
that just makes my whole body want to melt. He's also on the wrestling
team at our school and is also pretty toned up, nothing too bulky
though. He looks to be only about 115 lbs and that's if he's lucky
mind you, considering he's only a light weight classification in
wrestling.

Most days when Kyle is in the same classroom as me, all that I'm able
to do; is stare at the back of his head. I just wish I could brush my
fingers through his hair, it's an obsession to me. But what I mostly
think about these days is how much I really like him, and I don't mean
friendship like, but how much I'd love for him to be my boyfriend. But
alas, I'm terrified of being rejected by him, well that's if he's not
like me ... gay.

And for the simple fact that I'm definitely not out of the closet yet,
if that ever got out to the general populous, my class, my parents ... I
feel my life would be completely and utterly ruined! My parents don't
even know that I've completely given up on girls. My mother just seems
to think that I'm on some sort of a break from dating or something. If
she only knew!

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"Jacob, honey? It's time for you to get up for school," Jacob's mother
beckoned towards him from the doorway. But Jacob continued to lay in
his bed motionless, mostly due to him feeling exhausted from his late
night escapades.

"JACOB! It's time to get up for school! NOW GET UP!" protested Jacob's
mother in a more stern tone than her previous attempt.

"Alright mom, frig, I'm getting up," yelled Jacob from underneath his
covers.

"Now hurry up and get your butt downstairs. Your breakfast is already
starting to get cold! Your brother Matthew is already awake and is
downstairs eating, your father has already left for work and I'm also
about to head to work myself. So please don't be late for school or
I'm going to tan that butt of yours. I'm getting really sick of
hearing from your school that you're always late," barked Jacob's
mother.

"Alright I heard you. Goodbye mom," said Jacob, jumping out from his
now ransacked bed.

"Man I'm exhausted," thought Jacob, "I guess it wasn't wise of me to
stay up so late playing video games and then after that, laying in bed
for 2 hours just fantasizing about Kyle. God I'll never stay up that
late again on a school night," Jacob instructed himself.

As Jacob got himself onto his own two feet, he decided that since it
was only his brother Mathew downstairs, that it would be okay if he
went downstairs in only his nice blue undies, they were a snug fit
around his body and they made him feel like it made his package look
much bigger than it actually was and made his butt, or so he felt,
look so bubbly. He loved it!

Making his way down the steps, he could hear his little brother
Matthew singing at the top of his lungs to some new band he was
into. But by the time Jacob had reached the bottom of the stairs, he
saw that Matthew had his iPod shoved deep into his ears with his eyes
closed, all the while, Matthew was shoving his breakfast down his
throat when he felt like he needed to take a breath for his next
lyrical belt. Jacob just giggled to himself and thought, "What a
freaking dork!"

Jacob slowly made his way to the kitchen table and pulled out a chair
to sit in, before sitting his bubbly butt down to his now cold bacon
and eggs with a side of buttered toast. Matthew seemed to have heard
his brother plop his butt down, because when he'd done so, Matthew
stopped singing and Jacob could see as the blood seemed to rush right
to his face in embarrassment. But Jacob just smiled and dug into his
food.

"What's the matter Jacob? You look like shit," asked Mathew curiously.

"Oh I'm fine – no really I am. I'm just really tired. I was up until
3:00 am. Stupid as it was I know, but what's done is done," replied
Jacob.

"Well you'd better hurry up and eat and don't be late for school,"
said Matthew in a mocking tone, while he was placing his plate into
the sink and getting ready to leave for school.

"Shut up!" said Jacob spitefully while chocking on some of his soggy
toast.

With Matthew now gone upstairs to get ready for his day at school,
Jacob tried his best to eat his breakfast as fast as he possibly
could, but with very little success; some of his food was landing on
his sweet blue undies, while the rest was, well ... landing on the
floor. But once Jacob had gotten his fill, he put much effort in
cleaning up the big mess that he'd made. When he'd finished cleaning
up, he made his way back upstairs to the bathroom to brush his pearly
whites and to take a quick shower. You know the ones where you pour
half of the bottle of shampoo into your hands and quickly put it into
your hair and pour body wash all over your body and washing your body
really quick kinda ones.

Within 10 minutes, Jacob was wide awake and out of the shower, he
quickly brushed his hair in the bathroom and left to grab a fresh pair
of clean clothes from his bedroom dresser. He soon decided that he
wanted to wear his "Rage Against The Machine," t-shirt and a random
pair of black jeans.

With Jacob's clothes now on his slender body; he was ready to leave
for school. But before leaving his room, he quickly glanced over at
his alarm clock and soon realized that it was already a quarter to
nine and he swiftly grabbed for his backpack and made his way
downstairs and out the front door.

By the time Jacob had made it to his school, he was winded and out of
breath. It was already 8:57 am and he had three minutes to spare. But
while he gasped for air, he pushed through it, until he made it to his
final destination, his locker, locker #69. This was Jacob's favorite
number, he felt that he was definitely lucky to get it.

Jacob quickly grabbed for his backpack and pulled it off of his body
and threw it into his locker. He was just in time to see Kyle walk
past him with his school books already in hand. Jacob always felt
nervous when Kyle was around him, he never knew what to do, he wished
he could only talk to him, but alas, fear permeated his every being.

Although it definitely never hurt to look. So Jacob quickly looked
around the hallway to make sure no one was looking at him in
particular and took a quick solid glance at Kyle's, perfect ... almost
God like bubble butt. With this lovely sight that was sitting right
before his very eyes, he sighed under his breath and hoped no one was
close enough to taking notice to his obvious staring, but right now he
didn't quite care, he just continued to stare at Kyle's, sweet looking
goods. Oh how much Jacob really wanted him, he was in a trance like
state while he stared down upon what he so desired. But as quick as it
all had started, it had finished when the bell rang for the start of
the day, which made Jacob come back to reality.

Jacob slowly but surely fumbled around in his locker to grab his text
books, but once he found them, he walked into his first period class
and took his seat right behind his beloved Kyle. To Jacob, this was
the best spot in the whole entire class, at least it was to him. He
got to be near Kyle, which meant so much to him, even though he was
unable to get his lips to even speak to him. So most of the time,
Jacob simply stared at the back of Kyle's head and just let his mind
begin to wander and daydream about how much he really, and I do mean
really wanted him. How much he just wanted to hold Kyle's firm body,
having him nestled deep within his arms and just be able to kiss him
with the love and the passion that he truly felt for him. Jacob
honestly didn't understand why he loved him so much, but he just did,
it was as if it were fate being shown to him through his heart. If you
only knew how - ...

"Jacob! What are you doing?" inquired Jacob's teacher, Mr. Henson.

"What? Oh, sorry Mr. Henson, I didn't sleep too well last night,"
replied Jacob.

"If he only knew that I was staring at Kyle this whole time, I sure
hope Mr. Henson didn't notice," Jacob thought to himself, while his
face was turning a scarlet red.

Without any prior notice, Jacob watched as Kyle turned his head and
smiled back towards him, this had really surprised Jacob; to the point
that it caught him off guard. But when Kyle began to speak to him his
mind went wild, "Hey Jacob, I didn't sleep well last night either. But
we'll get through this boring biology class together."

Jacob could swear that he felt his heart jump through his chest when
this happened. Kyle had actually talked to him and he kept repeating
this over and over to himself in his head. Jacob had always felt, at
least in some degree, that Kyle had never even noticed him, let alone
knew his name.

But that as it maybe, Jacob was elated that Kyle even knew his name in
the first place and he was sure that the expression that had fallen
upon his faced showed his excitement, but he truly hoped it wasn't so
obvious. All that he could manage to do at the present time was feel
the blood start to fill his cheeks as he became so overwhelmed with
what had just transpired. Jacob was so transfixed by Kyle's smile, let
alone that he'd even smiled at him at all, it was sending Jacob's mind
into a whirlwind. He was so lost in his own thoughts that he wasn't
really paying attention to Mr. Henson talking about something like the
epidermis, "whatever that is," thought Jacob when he heard this odd
word.

Jacob felt really excited, but also sad at the same time, because
ultimately Kyle was no longer paying any attention to him. Jacob
really wanted Kyle's attention to be on him, but he felt that it would
probably never happen again, but while he thought and aspired for
more, the unthinkable started to happen. He could feel as his boyhood
continued to grow as it started to make a tent in his now extremely
tight undies. All Jacob could manage to do was to put his hands down
over his groin area and hope that it would somehow extinguish itself
before anyone could take notice what he was desperately trying to
conceal.

So Jacob picked his mind for a solution and quickly thought of
something that he simply found utterly repulsive. "Oh God, squash
yuck! Eww, gross dog poop! Nasty as fuck!" thought Jacob, but as he
did so, he gagged a little and he watched as everyone in the classroom
looked back towards him. Jacob apologized as fast as he possibly could
and asked Mr. Henson to continue teaching in order to try and avert
everyone's eyes back to the front of the classroom.

When everyone's eyes were no longer staring down upon him, he looked
down and felt his crotch and he was joyful; it seemed to have
worked. The fire was out and he started to feel his undies start to
return to their non-tented state.

"Gosh that was close," thought Jacob.

But while Jacob's mind continued to wander through his entire first
period class, everything else became a blur; his mind wouldn't allow
him to think about anything else. After all Kyle had talked to him for
the first time ever, he truly felt this was the highlight of his whole
life, or so he felt. This definitely was a good day for Jacob, but he
also couldn't wait for lunch; he was still very hungry. And almost as
quick as his first period had started; it was over and done with.

When the bell rang, Jacob again came back to reality, so he swiftly
collected his belongings and started to head for the door. But before
he was about to leave, he felt a boldness come over him and he decided
that he would try and stop Kyle before he had a chance to leave the
classroom.

With this plan set in his mind, he made his way over to the front of
the classroom and waited by the doorway, he watched Kyle attentively
hoping and praying that he would be able talk to him again. So when he
saw Kyle starting to make his way to the doorway, he tapped Kyle on
the elbow as he tried to pass him and stopped him, "So, um, did you
happen to take any notes Kyle? I was uh, kinda to tired to even
listen. If you did, can I, um, borrow them from you?" asked Jacob
nervously.

"Uh, yeah sure, whatever you like. But um, I just can't give them to
you right this second. How about after school? I could possibly come
over to your house, or you could come to mine and copy them. Sound
good?" inquired Kyle.

Jacob was extremely excited and all he was able to muster from his
inner being was, "Yes! Yes! Yes! That would be..." said Jacob, before he
readjusted his enthusiasm and finally proceeded to say, "Fine," in the
most serious tone of voice he could do. Then he bolted from the
classroom and ran towards his locker, but while he was putting away
his books into his locker, Kyle approached him from behind.

"Man! You're really skittish aren't you? Like shit, you left before I
could even finish what I was going to say," giggled Kyle, "Anyway ...
after school's over meet me at the front of the school beside the flag
pole. Then we will decide where we'll go from there, cool?"

While Jacob carefully listened to Kyle's every word, he seemed too
afraid to even make eye contact with him, he was really nervous, so
nervous in fact that he could feel every rhythmic motion that his
little heart was making. But when it came time to respond, he slowly
looked up towards Kyle and spoke in a nervous voice, "Okay, yeah sure
that's fine. I guess I'll see you later then."

But as he watched Kyle start to walk away, he felt something start to
build up in the pit of his stomach, and before he could even catch
himself, he yelled down the hallway, "Hey, what are you doing for
lunch Kyle? Did you want to come and eat with me?"

"Um, yeah, sure I guess that's fine," replied Kyle.

Eventually lunch time arrived and it came time for Jacob to find Kyle,
so he placed his text books inside of his locker and made his way to
the lunchroom. Once there, he went and stood out in front of the lunch
line and tried to see if he could spot Kyle coming in, or find where
he'd seated himself. But when he was unable to find him, he let his
mind start to think, "Frig! Where is he ... I'm starving." But what
seemed to feel like forever to Jacob; he finally spotted Kyle making
his way inside of the cafeteria and towards him.

"Hey Kyle how was your, um, second period class?" asked Jacob
nervously.

"It was pretty good," said Kyle, "I mean, you know we had `Physical
Education' and we played football and stuff."

When Jacob heard those words, his mind began to envision seeing Kyle
all sweaty. The result of this made his mind begin to race and caused
his heart to try and keep pace with his mind. Jacob really wanted to
be able to smell him and get the scent of his sweet smelling boyhood
sweat. It was making him feel like he was going to faint. But
meanwhile, Kyle was waving his hand in front of Jacob's face.

"Dude! Are you okay?" asked Kyle.

"Oh shit, sorry dude. Lets go get our food," said Jacob swiftly.

Kyle just formed a smirk across his face and followed Jacob into the
lunch line. Jacob decided that he was in the mood for some hamburgers
and asked the lunch lady for a cheeseburger with a side of chips, as
she liked to refer to them as. Jacob never quite understood why old
people liked to call fries ... chips, it was just so odd to him.

Jacob didn't realize it, but after he'd spoken to the lunch lady, he
began to stare at Kyle again. He looked at him with his hazel green
eyes, carefully inspecting his whole body, essentially undressing him
with his eyes. But when he realized what his subconscious mind was
trying to do, he quickly asked, "So, um, what do you want to eat?"

"I think I'm up for cheeseburger's too," said Kyle, eying Jacob's
food.

Once they'd paid for their food, they found themselves a empty table
and began to dig into their food. But after a few minutes of
painstaking silence, Jacob said, "So ... uh, how is wrestling going?"

"It's going good I suppose, I'm still in training. Although I haven't
done any real matches yet, but I do very much enjoy it. In fact, I
actually have some training today during third period. We'll be having
our first matches soon and coach really wants us to get some last
ditch practice in," said Kyle.

"Yeah great ... you get to grab peoples private parts and you enjoy it
don't you Kyle. Uh huh you do don't you?" thought Jacob. But instead
what he actually said was, "Oh that's really cool."

And then there was this awkward silence between them. So Jacob did
what he always did. He stared at Kyle while he devoured his cheese
burger and fries. Jacob was feeling more bold than he usually did,
even while he was looking deep into Kyle's sweet blue eyes, but when
Jacob thought that Kyle noticed him staring; he quickly averted his
eyes from Kyle's gaze.

After a few minutes of this unbearable awkwardness, Kyle beckoned,
"What is wrong with you? Do I have something on my face or something?"

"No! – no you don't. I'm sorry, it's just ... I don't um," stuttered
Jacob.

Jacob just couldn't help it, Kyle was his knight in shining armor and
he simply adored him so much. "I just ... I just ... ah screw it. I just
want to make love to him," thought Jacob, almost like he was somehow
speaking to someone else in his head. Jacob never really understood
why he was like a hot knife through butter with Kyle, he was always at
a loss for words, well that's if he could even speak at all. To him
there was just something so special about him, but he simply couldn't
quite figure out what that was just yet.

Eventually it came time for Kyle to get ready to leave; since he'd
already finish his lunch, so he quickly excused himself by saying that
he needed to run and left out the cafeteria doors. Jacob simply said,
"Goodbye," in the best voice that he could muster up from his vocal
cords and watched him walk away.

Jacob was really worried about how lunch had ended, especially since
he acted like a huge dork, or so he felt for that matter. He was
really scared at how Kyle might think of him now, he thought that he'd
probably freaked him out so much that he'd probably never want to
speak to him again. But with that set in the back of his mind, he
decided that there was absolutely nothing he could do about it now, so
he finished up his lunch just in time for the bell to ring. Swiftly
Jacob got up and threw out his tray liner that was sitting on top of
his tray and placed the tray on top of the garbage can, before he left
the cafeteria and started to head towards his third period class.

The final two periods of school really seemed to drag on for Jacob,
either because of pure anticipation or pure dread of meeting Kyle
after school. He wasn't sure if Kyle would still even show up at the
flag pole like he'd suggested. He just wasn't sure what to expect now
considering his actions from earlier in the day. But either way, he
was eager for the school day to end and have it all said and done
with. He was still quite tired, and it was really starting to catch up
with him. All he really wanted to do was to go home and take a nap.

Eventually three O'clock rolled around and apart of Jacob was really
sad, because he knew he'd acted like a major dork at lunch and also
because he didn't have third period with Kyle like he usually
did. Also apart of him was excited too, well because it would
probably, hopefully, maybe mean he'd get to see Kyle in a few
minutes. So Jacob quickly ran towards his locker and grabbed for his
books and backpack and quickly made his way out to the front of the
school.

By the time Jacob had made it out to the front of the school, his
heart was racing, he stood around for several minutes as he watched
and waited for what was about to come. "Can I control myself around
him? Am I going to make myself look like an idiot again?" thought
Jacob.

But as Jacob thought about what he was going to say and do when Kyle
showed up, he felt two hands begin to touch him; one touched his
shoulder, while the other lightly grazed his hand. With this sudden
touch on his body, he responded quickly by whipping his head around
and soon his body followed in one fluid motion.

Jacob figured he must have done it too quickly because he was swiftly
falling towards the hard concrete steps of the school. But like a man
possessed with cat like reflexes, Jacob felt two arms quickly grab him
and soon he laid resting in Kyle's arms. At that very moment, Jacob's
mind went completely blank and he ended up just staring deep into
Kyle's beautiful blue eyes, he wasn't even sure what to do, he lost
control of his own body and felt like he was just sent to heaven.

"Jeez, you really are skittish aren't you Jacob?" said Kyle.

"I' – I' – I'm sor –, I mean I'm sorry," mumbled Jacob, as he
struggled to find the words, so Kyle simply helped him back up onto
his feet.

With Jacob's feet now standing back on solid ground, he swiftly
apologized again to Kyle and told him that he'd scared the crap out of
him coming up to him like that. "Sorry," said Kyle giggling like a
little girl.

"Well one thing's for sure, you survived this fall. But maybe next
time I won't be around to catch you. So please start to be more
careful," instructed Kyle in a serious tone of voice.

Jacob simply nodded back in agreement as he was still at a loss of
words; his vocal cords wouldn't obey his will to speak. "So do you
want to come over to my house, or do you want me to come over to
yours?" ask Kyle in a curious manner. But all Jacob was able to do at
this moment was to point at his own chest to imply that he desired for
him to come over to his house.

"Well then lead the way Mr. Skittish," said Kyle, with his arm
stretched out.

So Jacob started the trek towards his house with Kyle following
closely behind, but he was walking at a much faster pace than he
normally would have, maybe it was his nerves or not knowing what was
in store for the rest of the day, but ultimately he'd already
embarrassed himself a few times in front of Kyle today and he wasn't
really looking forward to looking like a total idiot again. Eventually
Kyle beckoned towards him and asked, "Why are you walking so damn
fast? Jeez slow the hell down."

Jacob apologized again and slowed down his pace. Soon Kyle and him
were walking at a matched pace. But when they were finally walking
side by side, Jacob asked, "So why did you want to meet after school
for? Couldn't you have just given me your notes so that I could of
written them down?"

"Well I suppose I could have done that I guess. But ..." replied Kyle.

"But?" questioned Jacob.

"Never mind ... It's nothing really," retorted Kyle.

Jacob started to get really suspicious, but said nothing and continued
to walk towards his house in silence. When they finally arrived at his
house, he informed Kyle that they were here, Kyle simply smiled and
Jacob opened the door and let him inside.

... TO BE CONTINUED ...

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Authors notes:

What will happen next with Jacob and Kyle? Do you want to hear more?
Will Jacobs dreams come true or will his heart be completely and
utterly crushed. Let me know what you think. If there's a good
response then I will write more and believe me it will get a lot
better :)

And as always please let me know what you thought of this chapter at
podiumdavis@gmail.com

Again, thank you for reading my story.

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