Date: Tue, 25 Oct 2011 18:33:59 -0400
From: podiumdavis@gmail.com
Subject: The Journey of Jacob and Kyle 3

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The Journey of Jacob And Kyle
Chapter #3: This Changes Everything
Time line: Friday

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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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Jacob could feel the bitter cold trying to penetrate his skin like
pins and needles. The air around his body felt damp and cool to the
touch, which made his whole body begin to shiver. Jacob's body reacted
to these freezing temperatures by turning every part of him into
goosebumps.

Placing out his hands in front of him and waving them wildly around
himself, he tried to feel around to make sure that there was nothing
in front of him to walk into. When he was confident that it was clear
to move, he took a step forward blindly into the abyss; which was the
darkness that was surrounding him. Shifting his weight about from his
other leg, he felt his foot start to displace something soft, which
evidently resulted in his foot sinking deeper into this unknown
substance. In some small degree, Jacob thought that it was possibly
mud that was trying to seep in between his toes.

But since he didn't have any clue where he was exactly, he frantically
tried to look around, but it was simply too dark; he couldn't see an
inch in front of him. As he tried to take another step forward, he
felt like his feet was somehow sticking to the ground, which made him
almost fall over. Jacob was quick to shift his weight back to his
other leg in his attempt to catch his balance. In doing so, he quickly
stabilized himself and regained his composure.

Jacob soon came to his wits' end; he was fed up not being able to see
a damn thing in front of him and he curiously wondered why his floor
was so sticky. So he decided that he would somehow try and find his
light switch. Reaching out his right hand, he tried to find something
that he could grab onto to help guide him, but when he'd done so, he
poked his finger on something sharp and yelled out, "OUCH! What the
hell was that?"

Reacting to the sudden throbbing pain that was radiating from his
finger, he shoved it deep into his mouth and soon got the taste of his
own blood, "Oh shit! I'm bleeding," said Jacob, still sucking on his
finger.

"Who's there?" called out a formless male voice through the darkness.

"Matthew is that you?" beckoned Jacob out into the direction of the
voice.

"No I'm not Matthew. Are you Matthew?" replied the formless male
voice.

"No I'm Jacob. Who are you? And what the heck are you doing in my
room?" barked Jacob, trying to figure out who this unknown voice was.

"I'm Kyle. And what do you mean this is your room? This is my ...
prison," sobbed the formless male voice.

"If this is a prison then where are all the steel barred cells?" asked
Jacob.

"Some prisons aren't the physical kind," said Kyle in a low voice.

"I don't understand," thought Jacob, looking around his surroundings
and trying to get his eyes to somehow adjust to the darkness that was
surrounding him. It felt so foreboding to Jacob; it made him feel like
he was going to be attacked at any moment by some unknown force.

It truly was an eerie place for Jacob, it was as if some sort of raw
emotion was being projected onto him from every facet around him, or
possibly by the mere atmosphere of this place. Emotionally, Jacob felt
like all of the happiness inside of him was being drained from him;
leaving him an empty shell of sadness. He believed that this wasn't by
his own doing, but the place of which was quite possibly holding Kyle
captive in this state of disillusion, or despair.

In his desperation, he tried harder to get his eyes to focus on his
surroundings, hoping in some way that he would be able to get a better
look as to what was around him and where in the world he even
was. Slowly he turned his body around and looked behind him, which
almost caused him to fall over again. Off in the distance Jacob could
see a very dim light that was desperately trying to cut through the
darkness.

"Kyle where are you?" beckoned Jacob through the darkness, but when he
received no reply, he yelled, "Talk to me so I can find you ...
`Please!' ..."

"I'm over here," said Kyle, directing Jacob to come deeper into the
darkness and away from the dim light.

Trying his best to move forward, he started to fight his way through
the sticky substance; moving a foot at a time and getting closer and
closer by the second. But something was amiss, because with each step
Jacob took towards Kyle; the light seemed to intensify.

Eventually Jacob began to see the outline of a boy that was beginning
to emerge out in front of him. Looking around carefully, he began to
see Kyle's body slipping out from the shadows and the light beginning
to illuminate him with it's wonderful glow. Now that he could see Kyle
more clearly, he noticed that there was something very different about
him; Kyle looked to be smaller in size and much younger. When Jacob
was finally standing directly over him, he noticed just how much the
light had increased in its intensity; he was able to see everything,
including the vines which seemed to have thousands of thorns
protruding off of them and a mud based floor. Making sense of the
imagery his eyes were showing him, he soon realized that he was in
some sort of cave and it swiftly all came rushing into his mind ...
"Kyle's Picture!" ...

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"Holy shit! What in the bloody hell was that all about?" thought
Jacob, sitting up swiftly in his bed, almost like his ass had been set
on fire.

Carefully he withdrew his covers from over his body and threw them
down onto the floor, before getting out from his bed and swinging his
feet out onto the floor. "That was freaking intense," muttered Jacob,
wiping the sweat that had accumulated from his forehead with his hand
and giving a quick rub to his eyes to get the sandman's dust out.

"Is that what Kyle's picture truly meant? That he was somehow in
prison? Why would anyone choose to be in such a dark place like that?
Or was he quite possibly trapped where he felt he had no means of
escape? But escape from what?" thought Jacob, before he started to
talk to himself, "Okay Jacob ... it was only a dream. He will eventually
tell you what the picture means. I just really hope that it's sooner
than later."

Slowly Jacob started to become aware of his surroundings; looking
around his room, he looked over towards Matthew to see that he was
totally and utterly buck naked.  "When the fuck did that happen? Where
the hell are his damn clothes?" thought Jacob, looking back over
towards his clock, which read 5:42 am.

Walking to the other side of his bed, he found Matthew's clothes
thrown off to the side, resting in a bunched up mess. Matthew was
definitely lucky that Jacob had awoken before their mother and father
had; because what would they have possibly thought if they walked in
on them being in the same bed, let alone both of them naked.

Jacob was without a doubt completely and utterly pissed off with
Matthew, words couldn't describe his mere stupidity, or so Jacob
felt. Filled with anger, he began to shake his brothers small frame
with his bare hands and tried to wake him up from his restful sleep.

"Dude what the hell man!? When did you take your damn clothes off?"
asked Jacob in a hushed tone, so that he wouldn't wake anyone else up.

"Well good morning to you too!" said Matthew, yawning and rubbing his
eyes, "I honestly didn't think you'd mind. You were naked after all
and plus all that snuggling we were doing throughout the night was
making me feel very hot. You produce a lot of body heat you know and I
felt like I was overheating, so I took them off. Are you mad at me?"

Jacob soon felt his anger loosing its grip over him. So he sat back
down on his bed and began to rub Matthew's back with his hand.  "No
I'm not mad at you," said Jacob sincerely, "It's just that you really
freaked me out. Like what if mom or dad came in, you know what I
mean?"

"Yeah I suppose that you're right," said Matthew, reaching down to
grab his underwear from the floor and getting himself out of Jacob's
bed to put his undies on to cover his cute, cut willie.

"Hey Matthew, I don't think that I'm going to be able to sleep anymore
since I've slept, what ... nine hours now, give or take? So I'm going to
go hop into the shower, you can continue to sleep here if you really
want to," said Jacob, picking out a clean pair of underwear from his
dresser drawer. When Jacob found a pair of undies that he fancied, he
put them on and left out into the hallway towards the bathroom.

On his way towards the bathroom, he observed his surroundings and
noticed the true gentleness of the morning and how quiet it really was
this early in the day. He truly loved this peaceful serenity in the
silence. But with that not withstanding, he continued to make his way
towards the bathroom, but soon spotted the `Speedo' that Kyle had worn
laying outside of the bathroom. Jacob reflected on it's placement for
a moment and thought that he must have dropped it during his and
Kyle's little kissing session.

Looking down at the `Speedo' made Jacob smile; inside and out. Only
yesterday he would have never imagined that this would have happened
to him, even in his wildest dreams. But the reality of the whole
matter was, he'd made a promise to Matthew in making sure that they
got cleaned after Kyle had used them, in some respects, he felt
careless in leaving them on the floor like he had, even if he did it
unknowingly. Bending down Jacob picked the `Speedo' up off the floor
and brought it to his nose and took a long solid whiff, hoping in some
way he could get the scent of Kyle from them, but all he smelt was the
remnants of chlorine, which was overpowering to his nose.  "Shit,"
thought Jacob, before he walked into the bathroom and closed the door,
locking it in the process.

Walking over towards the shower stall, Jacob turned the knobs and set
it to where he felt that it would be a comfortable temperature for
him. Once he was satisfied, he closed the shower door and returned his
gaze back to the `Speedo' and smiled about how tight it had looked on
Kyle's sexy body, but there was truly nothing wrong with that, because
it gave him the chance to see everything that he desired to see; it
was definitely better than just fantasizing about it. And now he knew
exactly what Kyle really had and he really liked what he saw with his
very own eyes.

Slowly, Jacob tried to place the `Speedo' into the hamper, but he was
having a hard time letting go. He desired to cherish those moments
forever, but ultimately he knew that he needed to let go. Releasing
the `Speedo' into the hamper, he turned and faced the toilet and took
his good ol' morning pee into the awaiting toilet bowl. When he'd
finished, he gave it a good shake, which he always seemed to do, but
he always did it in a manner like he was playing with himself.

Looking over at the mirror, he decided that he wanted to go see what
his hair looked like. Sure enough it looked like a tornado had its way
with it; some hairs were sticking right up towards the ceiling, while
others were point out to the side, it looked so funny, even to
Jacob. His bangs were getting long, so much so that it was starting to
hide his ears beneath the bush that he called his hair, but it didn't
bother him too much, because he loved it at this length. The only
problem with it was in the mornings it had looked like that.

By now the steam from the shower was starting to fog up the
mirror. Turning around he walked over towards the shower stall and
readjusted the temperature, until it was perfect. Swiftly Jacob
stripped off his underwear from his body and hopped into the
shower. Positioning his back directly under the shower head, he felt
the warm water running down over his entire body. He soon closed his
eyes and felt the water run down from his back, down through his butt
crack, before finally falling down into the drain. For Jacob it was
really refreshing for him as the water soothed his muscles and started
to make him relax.

After several minutes, Jacob opened his eyes and went to grab the
shampoo bottle from off of the ledge. Tipping the bottle over, he
poured some of it into his awaiting hand and started to lather it up
into his hair. With the lather that remained on his hands, he took it
and put it onto the few pubes that he did have and even put some into
his crack as well; he wanted to be sure that even those hairs had
gotten clean too. Soon Jacob began to feel as the lather bubbles
exploded and started to tickle his puckered butt hole.  "Holy shit
this feels amazing!" thought Jacob.

Jacob had never really thought of putting lather into his crack
before, but for him in that moment it had felt like the right thing to
do. Ever since he'd started high school, he was getting more and more
concerned about smelling from every part of his body. At least he
figured that anyone in their right mind would want their butt hole to
smell nice. When the lather bubbles had all but dissipated, he stepped
back under the nozzle and sprayed off any soap residue that may have
remained on his body.

Next he reached for his body wash and started to pour it into his
hand. Soon after, he stepped out from under the shower nozzle and
started to rub it all over his body. But when he reached his dick, he
started to use the slippy substance all over it, letting his fingers
slip back and forth over his boyhood. Jacob soon began to feel his
dick start to grow within his hand.

Eventually Jacob began to think that using the body wash to jerk off
was so much better than jerking off with just dry hands, which he
would normally do.  "I'll have to remember this," thought Jacob as he
continued to pump his hand back and forth over his hard cock. But when
he was getting close to releasing his boyhood seed, he felt something
deep down inside of him tell him not to release it here and now, he
didn't quite know why, but he stopped playing with himself instantly
and continued to rub the body wash down the rest of his body. By the
time he'd finished rubbing the body wash all over his whole body, he
was white with thick soapy residue.

Jacob didn't know what had got into him, but he stuck out his index
finger and pointed it at his chest and started to use it as a
pen. Firstly he began to write the letter, "I" up around his nipples,
then he moved down to the middle of his chest and drew a "heart," and
moving his finger one final time, he started to write the word,
"Kyle," around his belly button. It had felt right to Jacob to do, he
really did have deep feelings for Kyle and every part of him hoped and
wished that things would go even further. Finally after his fun
drawing on his chest, he decided to step back under the nozzle and
spray off all of the remaining soap residue.

Making his way out of the shower, he grabbed for a towel from the
towel rack and attempted to dry all of the moisture from his
body. When he was fully dried off, he made his way over towards the
mirror and gave it a quick wipe with his hand to get the fogginess off
its surface. Curiously he started to look at himself butt naked in the
mirror, admiring his own reflection.  "You're a sexy boy. Look at that
sweet looking bum of yours ... Mm hmm ... sexy just emanates from
you. Seriously, what boy wouldn't want you?" thought Jacob, while he
brushed his hair at a distance so that he could still see himself
fully in the mirror.

"Are you done in there yet Jacob?" said Jacob's father through the
door.

"Yes dad, I'm just finishing up now," said Jacob, throwing on his
fresh pair of undies.

Opening the bathroom door and exiting Jacob said, "Good morning,"
while he walked past his father. When he got inside of his room, he
found Matthew still sound asleep. Taking notice to Matthew's huge
smile that was radiating across his face, he figured that he must have
been enjoying whatever he was dreaming about. Jacob slowly made his
way over towards his bed and lifted up the covers and saw that
Matthew's undies were indeed tented with a morning wood.  "Yup,"
thought Jacob, "A sexy dream it must be. I think I'll let him enjoy
his dream, because I really hate being woken up when I'm dreaming
something really good."

Making his way over towards his dresser, he tried to find something to
wear. The first shirt he picked out from the pile in his drawer was a
black t-shirt and had the words, "To Write Love On Her Arms," written
across the front, which he'd actually received as a gift from a friend
last year in junior high. His friend had told him that in someway this
shirt was special. That it was made by this organization and their
message was that, "You were created to love and be loved. You were
meant to live life in relationships with other people; to know and be
known. You need to know that your story is important and that you're
part of a bigger story. You need to know that your life matters."

At this present moment in time, Jacob felt like this shirt was the
perfect choice to wear after the dream he had last night, or, at least
before he was awoken by it. Throwing the shirt over his head and down
his slender frame, he started to feel like he was somehow a walking
billboard of love, it made him feel a little awkward but he believed
in the message it portrayed. Pants didn't really much matter to Jacob,
you seen one, you've seen them all, so he simply picked out the first
pair that he could find and put them on. When he was fully dressed, he
felt ready for the challenges that today could possibly pose and
exited his room to go downstairs to find something to eat. But when he
walked into the kitchen, he found his mother sitting at the kitchen
table drinking her morning cup of coffee and reading the newspaper.

"Good morning Jacob. Are you feeling better today?" asked Jacob's
mother sincerely.

"Much better," announced Jacob, "It's really amazing what a good night
sleep can do for you and a great hot shower to boot."

"Well it better have been great! Because you've been in there for over
30 minutes," said Jacob's mother.

"What? Seriously? What freaking time is it," asked Jacob, looking over
at the clock above the stove, "Holy shit! It's already 6:18 am? I
suppose I was in there longer than I thought – man does time fly
sometimes."

"Are you hungry Jacob? Did you want me to make you something to eat?"
asked Jacob's mother, breaking his thought process.

"Sure mom," said Jacob politely, "that would really be great. But can
I have pancakes with some blueberries and chocolate chips?"

"Sure, I suppose that would be fine. It's your favorite isn't it?"
asked Jacob's mother.

"Yup! But I think Matthew loves them too," said Jacob, watching his
mother get out of her chair and walking over to the fridge to grab
some eggs.

"So what did you boys' even do all day yesterday?" asked Jacob's
mother, reaching for the pancake batter in the cupboard.

Jacob started by telling his mother how his first period class had
went, making sure that he left out the part about him having the hots
for Kyle. How they ate their lunches together and how he eventually
invited Kyle over after school had finished. He then went on to tell
her that they went swimming in the pool, making sure he said that
Matthew let Kyle wear his `Speedo' so he could go swimming. Until she
had called and said that she was going to be late getting home. Even
how Kyle had inadvertently forgotten to call his mother and tell her
where was, and how Kyle thought that he was going to be in a lot of
trouble.

Jacob's mother seemed to gasp at the sound of Kyle not telling his
mother where he was, because her face contorted into a look of horror,
almost like, "Oh no he didn't!" and then she just seemed to look
deeply concerned. Jacob noticed the look on his mothers face and
swiftly said, "No, it was okay mom, she was really worried yes, but he
didn't get into much trouble, well not that I know of anyhow." Jacob
also failed to mention the part about where he had been upstairs and
how they'd kissed each other and anything closely related to that
event. In closing he told his mother that Kyle's mom had come and got
him and that shortly after he'd left, she arrived home.

"Well, I'm really happy that you had fun yesterday. You really like
Kyle don't you?" asked Jacob's mother nonchalantly.

Jacob's brain instantly went into overload and did a tailspin; his
mind began to speed up for a split second as he began to wonder if she
somehow knew about something that he wasn't even aware of.  "Yeah,
he's cool I suppose," said Jacob, trying not to lead onto anything.

Not even a second after Jacob had finished his sentence, he began to
hear the wood in the stairs start to give way a little; hearing as
someone was coming down the steps.  "Good morning mom," said Matthew,
walking into the kitchen to join them in only his undies.

Taking a quick glance over towards Matthew, he returned his attention
back to his mother, but soon did a double take back towards Matthew
and swiftly noticed that his brother Matthew was still harnessing his
morning wood. Without giving any attempt to say a word, Jacob grabbed
Matthew by the wrist and turned him towards himself. Swiftly, he
pointed down at his brothers extremely tented undies to point out what
he was sporting. Instantly realizing what Jacob was implying, Matthew
bolted from his mothers sight and ran back upstairs.

"What was all of that just about?" asked Jacob's mother.

"Oh it's nothing mom. He just forgot that he needed to cut down a
forest," said Jacob giggling, trying not to let on what really was the
problem.

"I don't get it. What is that supposed to mean? Is that some sort of
new slang word you kids are using these days?" asked Jacob's mother.

"No mom it's not, you'll never understand," said Jacob giggling yet
again.

"So is breakfast ready yet mom?" asked Jacob, feeling his stomach
begin to rumble and twist into knots.

"Very soon my little impatient son!" said Jacob's mother smiling.

Hearing the stairs begin to creak again, he expected to see Matthew
fully dressed this time around, but instead he was greeted by his
father entering the kitchen with Matthew following not too far
behind. Matthew had managed to put on some slick looking pajama
bottoms and a plain t-shirt, Jacob's father on the other hand was only
wearing his black robe.

Sitting themselves down at the table, Jacob's father asked his two
sons, "Did you boys happen to hear that thunderstorm last night?"

"Sure did dad," said Jacob looking over at Matthew, thinking if he
should mention to his father that Matthew was a scaredy-cat and ran
into his room. But he decided that it would probably somehow end up
making things worst.

"Nope I slept right through it," lied Matthew, looking over at Jacob
and making his face look an evil eyed monster.

"Breakfast is ready boys – eat up," said Jacob's mother, placing down
their plates in front of them.

A stack of four pancakes now sat in front of everyone, they were
perfectly browned and looked very fluffy and perfectly circular. Jacob
thought that they looked very scrumptious even before he'd taken his
first bite. Grabbing for the maple syrup which was sitting in the
middle of the table, he doused his pancakes into a soupy syrup mess.

Like Jacob's mother would have said, he inhaled them. Matthew had only
eaten one of his pancakes by the time Jacob had finished everything
placed down in front of him. Matthew gave a look to Jacob by raising
his eyebrows and mouthing, "Holy shit dude!" Since Jacob was finished
eating, he got up and took his plate to the sink to rinsed it
off. After he'd cleaned off his plate, he returned back to his chair
and waited for everyone else to finish eating too.

"So what did you end up doing yesterday dad?" asked Jacob, while his
father was getting up from his chair to place his plate into the sink.

"What you mean other then pulling a double shift at the factory?
Nothing ... absolutely nothing at all," said Jacob's father bitterly.

"Well I'm sorry I even asked then," barked Jacob bitterly back to his
father.

"I'm sorry Jacob," said Jacob's father sincerely, "I didn't mean to
sound bitter. It's just that I would have rather spent my time home
with you boys," concluded Jacob's dad, getting himself ready to head
upstairs to change for work.

Jacob's fathers words made Jacob feel like a complete jerk for what
he'd just said to him. So he got up from his chair, with Matthew
following in his brothers lead and went over to give their father a
hug before he even had a chance to get up the stairs.

"Thank you boys I really needed that," said Jacob's father, continuing
on with his original plan and heading up the stairs.

"Matthew honey, are you going to go take your shower now?" asked
Matthew's mother.

"Uh no? I had one last night, remember?" replied Matthew.

"Oh yes, sorry I forgot about that," said their mother, while they sat
back down at the kitchen table.

The three of them sat around talking about general things of this and
that, until it was almost time for them to get ready to leave for
school. Their mother soon noticed that Matthew was still only in his
pajamas and quickly instructed him to go get changed into some proper
clothes for school. Jacob decided to follow Matthew upstairs so he
could brush his teeth and to double check on how his hair
looked. Instead of Matthew heading straight for his bedroom to get
changed, he came into the bathroom with Jacob to brush his teeth
also. "I guess we were thinking the same thing," thought Jacob.

"So are you excited about Kyle coming over again today?" asked Matthew
enthused.

"Very excited," said Jacob, biting on his toothbrush.

"Do you think that I could hang out with the two of you today?" asked
Matthew.

"Oh I don't know Matthew," said Jacob, thinking that Kyle and him
might need to talk about what had happened yesterday, or maybe not for
all he knew. Jacob was absolutely fine with what had happened, but the
question really was, "Is he okay with what happened?"

"Well I really wanted to be able to hangout with you guys. I guess
I'll just have to see if Nicolas wants to hangout after school," said
Matthew in the saddest voice Jacob had ever heard.

"I'm really sorry Matthew," said Jacob sincerely, "But today I need it
to just be him and me. And I promise you that we'll all hangout
together some other time."

"Do you pinkie promise?" questioned Matthew.

"I promise," replied Jacob, extending out his finger.

Almost instantly, Matthew lunged forward and wrapped his arms around
Jacob's neck and gave him a tight brotherly hug. When Matthew had
finally released Jacob from his grasp, he grabbed for his toothbrush
and quickly began to brush his teeth. Matthew finished brushing before
Jacob and swiftly left to go get ready for school. Jacob soon finished
brushing his teeth and left to go get some socks from his dresser
drawer, before going downstairs to ask his mother a question.

"Hey mom? What time can I expect you to be home tonight?" asked Jacob,
walking into the kitchen.

"Oh honey, I'm not sure. We've been pretty busy at the office lately
and I think they'll need for all of us to stay even later tonight,"
said Jacob's mother, frowning.

"And what about dad?" asked Jacob, fishing to see how much time Kyle
and him would hopefully have alone after school.

"He has to pull another double shift at the factory again tonight. So
he probably won't be home until late as well – I guess it'll just be
you, Kyle and Matthew tonight then huh?" explained Jacob's mother.

"Well it's funny you should say that, because Matthew told me he was
planning on visiting Nicolas after school. So it's probably only going
to be just Kyle and me," said Jacob, smirking at his mother like an
evil mastermind.

"Well I suppose in that case – don't go burning down the house while
we're gone," said Jacob's mother, laughing hysterically, "Anyway, I'm
going to pull out some frozen pizza from the freezer for you boys to
make for dinner. But if he would like to spend the night with us, then
that will be fine too. And to be quite honest, you haven't brought
many friends home with you before and I think that it would be good
for you to spend some more time with Kyle. Well – that's if you want
to."

A light came on Jacob's head; he hadn't thought of asking Kyle to
spend the night over.  "Shit that would be so cool," thought Jacob,
wishing he'd thought of it instead of his mother.

"That would be really cool mom! Thanks for the idea," said Jacob,
smiling at his mother with glee.

"Well you better get ready to head out for school, it's almost time,"
said Jacob's mother, before turning her head and looking up towards
the stairs, "MATTHEW! HURRY UP IT'S TIME TO GO!"

The sound of Matthew's feet flying down the steps of the stairs could
be heard echoing throughout the kitchen; soon Matthew reached the last
step and almost tripped, falling face first.  "Whoops!" said Matthew
giggling, "It's alright mom, I'm ready to go – don't worry."

With Matthew and Jacob fully dressed, they walked to the front door to
grab their shoes and their book bags. Sitting themselves down onto the
floor they placed their shoes onto their feet and tied them up, before
calling out to their mother in the kitchen, "Bye mom! See you later,"
said Matthew and Jacob, walking out the front door.

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"Kyle honey, it's time to get up for school," beckoned Kyle's mother,
opening up his bedroom door. Walking into her sons room she soon
realized that he was already awake and was laying underneath his
covers, "What are you doing awake already? Are you having trouble
sleep again honey?"

"Sort of. I've kind of been awake since 5:42 am," said Kyle, half
eyeballing his mother and half looking at the wall.

"That's a really weird hour to be waking up honey. Did you have
another bad dream?" asked Kyle's mother concerned. She looked over at
her precious son and sat down beside him to listen to what he had to
say.

"Yes mom I did have a bad dream, well sort of, it was kinda different
than all my usual ones," said Kyle, still staring at the wall across
his room.

"Honey what are you looking at?" asked Kyle's mother, looking over at
the wall too. But all she was able to see was Kyle's closet door,
which was slightly ajar, his computer desk with a small CD sitting on
top and a poster of "Pearl Jam".

"Sorry, I'm just a little distracted," said Kyle, looking back at his
mother with his precious blue eyes.

"Is there something that's bothering you honey? You can tell me you
know," said Kyle's mother in a concerned tone, reaching out her hands
and gripping Kyle's cheeks in her palms.

Kyle shook his head no and went on to tell his mother about his dream.
"I know it's going to sound a little weird mom. But I saw this boy
dressed in armor, kind of like what you would see in one of those old
British films in medieval times. The boy was wearing a full suit of
armor too and I kind of thought he was like a knight or
something. Eventually he fought his way to get closer to me and the
weird part about it all was while he fighting, the light that was
around him seemed to increase with each step he took forward. When he
finally reached me, the light that he'd brought him; it chased away
the darkness."

"Were you scared of him? Did he try and hurt you at all?" asked Kyle's
mother concerned.

"No mom, he made me feel really safe and I felt this peace come over
me. I wasn't scared of him at all, I don't know why, but he didn't
seem dangerous at all," said Kyle, looking at his mother with his eyes
filling with tears.

"Well it was just a dream, it's over now baby. But we can't lay around
dwelling about it all day. So how about you get up and I'll go make
you some breakfast. How does that sound honey?" asked Kyle's mother.

"That's sounds good mom. But can I ask you for a favor? Do you think I
can have $50.00?" asked Kyle nervously, hoping and praying that she'd
say yes.

"What do you need $50.00 for honey?" inquired Kyle's mother.

"I really want to be able to go to the mall after school and buy a
present," said Kyle, almost like he was pleading with his mother to
give him the money.

"Well I suppose I could do that baby. You've been doing pretty good
lately and other than the incident yesterday you've been doing great,"
said Kyle's mother.

Kyle became so excited that he swiftly jumped out from under his
covers and wrapped his arms around his mother. He was so filled with
joy that he was going to be able to buy something very special for
Jacob, that he'd completely forgot that he'd gone to bed completely
and utterly naked.

"Um, honey? Why are you ... naked?" questioned Kyle's mother awkwardly,
jumping off from his bed and into shock.

"OH SHIT!" screamed Kyle, quickly jumping back underneath his covers,
"I'm sorry mom. I was just so hot last night, I was only trying to
cool myself off."

"Okay I believe you, but next time, please try and remember for
mommies sake, or you're going to give mommy a heart attack," said
Kyle's mother, getting ready to leave his room so that she could give
him a little time to cover himself up.

When Kyle's mother had left his room to go downstairs, he jumped back
out from under his covers and walked over towards his dresser to pick
out some clothes to wear. First he went and grabbed for a t-shirt that
he'd only got a few days previous. On the front of the shirt it said,
"Duh! Winning!" which was clearly a Charlie Sheen reference. He'd
gotten a pretty good deal on it, considering he was now just some wash
up in show business. But all those things considered, he mostly wanted
to wear it because it was really fitting to his present mood.

Next he went scouting for a pair of clean undies and eventually
decided on wearing a pair of blue ones with red trim around the
edges. When he spotted his favorite pair of cargo pants in the next
drawer, it was a no contest. With everything he needed to wear for
school picked out, he got himself dressed and quickly grabbed a fresh
pair of socks before he left out into the hallway and into the
direction of the bathroom.

After taking his morning pee, he reached down towards his flaccid
boyhood to start jerking off, but when he did so, he got a gut feeling
that he shouldn't jerk off this morning, which was his usual
routine. So he simply flushed the toilet and started to make his way
downstairs.

Kyle's mother had already begun making breakfast for them both when he
entered into the kitchen. Seeing that it wasn't quite ready yet, he
sat himself down at the kitchen table to wait for his mother to serve
the french toast that she was making. After several moments, Kyle's
mind began to think about his past and his mouth started to speak
without much thought.

"Mom, I was kind of wondering about something. Do you ever think about
dad?" asked Kyle, catching his mother off her guard, that she exhaled
slowly through her nose and took a drawn out pause before she decided
to respond.

"No honey I don't," said Kyle's mother blankly.

"Why not?" demanded Kyle, pushing the boundaries that he'd never
crossed before.

"Because KYLE! What kind of a father would just pack his shit and
leave us like that, especially without even saying a damn word to you
and leaving us to fend for ourselves," yelled Kyle's mother at the top
of her lungs towards the wall in front of her, "He's a selfish son of
a bitch and I HATE HIM FOR WHAT HE'S ... –"

Kyle watched as his mother struggled to regain her composure, she
waited for several moments before she calmed down enough to speak
again, "Honey, I know that he hurt you and it deeply hurts me that he
hurt you the way he did," said Kyle's mother calm and collected,
trying her best to control her anger, "He was just a coward that
couldn't handle the truth, er, pressure I suppose."

"Mom you know why he left don't you?" said Kyle, feeling like she was
somehow hiding a part of the story from him and since he wasn't
getting a response, he soon started yelling at his mother, "MOM! I'm
not some little boy anymore. You need to stop calling me `Honey',
`Baby' and every other childish reference you like to call me by. I'm
not your little ten year old boy anymore! You know why he left NOW
TELL ME! PLEASE!"

"Baby I –" said Kyle's mother, before Kyle cut her off.

"MOM! STOP CALLING ME BABY PLEASE! I NEED TO KNOW, I DESERVE TO KNOW,"
cried out Kyle with tears running down his face.

"Kyle I'm sorry but I just can't do this right now. Please give me
some time, I will tell you everything you want to know, just not right
now," said Kyle's mother, struggling to fight back her own tears. When
Kyle saw her tears; he felt guilty because he'd lost control of
himself.

"Listen Kyle. I don't want you to feel guilty or sad over all of
this. I'm still here for you no matter what. I love you very much, hon
– Kyle," said Kyle's mother, staring deep into his eyes, "I will never
leave you Kyle, `EVER!' Did you not just hear what I said? `I will
never leave you Kyle," I love you too much."

Reaching out to her son, she grabbed him from behind his neck and
pulled him closer to her body, embracing him in a tight and very much
needed hug. When she loosened her grip around him, she kissed him
several times all over his face.

"I heard you mom and I love you too," said Kyle, hugging her back as
tight as he could, without actually hurting her.

When Kyle's mother released him fully from her grasp, she looked a
fright, the stress of the past few moments was clearly written all
over her face; it was beet red and showed of her emotional overload
and her eyes looked empty and drained. She walked slowly over towards
the stove, collecting her thoughts and tried to calm down her
nerves. Exhaling some air through her mouth; she began to calm down
and reached for the french toast that was still on the burner, she
removed it from the heating element and dished it out onto a plate for
Kyle to eat.

Kyle was quick to put some maple syrup onto his french toast before he
scarfed down everything set in front of him, he was really hungry to
say the least. Once he was settled and had his fill, he pushed his
plate away from him. Feeling emotionally drain from what had
transpired between him and his mother, he felt deeply bothered that
she was still somehow trying to hide things from him. He was now a
freshman in high school and yet, she still tried to treat him like he
was a juvenile.

"Honey – er, Kyle. Here's the fifty dollars you wanted. Try and have a
good day at school and please make sure you call me before you leave
to go to the mall and also when you get to Jacob and Matthew's house
too," said Kyle's mother calm and collected.

"I will mom, try not to worry so much. Also I'm really sorry if I made
you upset," sobbed Kyle.

"No it's alright Kyle, you deserve to know. I should have been better
prepared, much sooner in fact. Now please go and get ready for
school," said Kyle's mother.

"Okay mom," said Kyle, getting up from his chair and making his way
upstairs to brush his teeth.

Kyle finished in the bathroom rather quickly, he brushed his teeth,
checked his hair, put some deodorant on and left for his room to grab
his backpack, which he'd set down at the end of his bed. Thinking
about how this day had started for him and especially about what
happened downstairs; he felted a bit down, sad even. But at the end of
the day Kyle knew he would have a lot of things happening today and he
really didn't want this bad start to effect his entire day.

Plus Kyle was very happy too, because his mother had given him the
money he asked for; he was really excited to be able to buy something
for Jacob. It was truly something special that he was planning to buy
and Kyle was really looking forward to spending some more time with
Jacob too. He really hoped that today would turn out like he was
planning, one of which he could think back to in ten years. Grabbing
his bag from the foot of his bed, he exited his room and went
downstairs.

"I guess I'm off now mom, I'll talk to you later," said Kyle, walking
out the front door without even putting his shoes on, "Shit!" thought
Kyle when he'd stepped out onto the concrete step outside his door.

"I forgot to put my shoes on," yelled Kyle back into his house, before
he sat himself down on the door frame and went to grab for his shoes
which were sitting beside the door. With his shoes now on his feet,
"Okay I'm off to school, for real this time." giggled Kyle, shutting
the door behind him.

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

"Jacob, I have a really serious question for you. Please don't be mad
at me, but what does it mean if I like boys and I like girls too?"
asked Matthew, when they'd gotten clear from their house.

"Well that would mean that you're bisexual," explained Jacob,
wondering why his little brother was even asking this type of
question.

"Oh ... okay, I understand I think," said Matthew, like his question
hadn't raised any eyebrows.

"Why would you even ask me something like that Matthew?" asked Jacob
curiously.

"I was just curious – that's all," said Matthew, not even bothering to
look at his brother to gauge his reaction.

"Do you think that you're bisexual Matthew?" asked Jacob. He waited
for a response, but when he didn't receive one, "Matthew? C'mon dude
talk to me." Again Matthew didn't respond, so he grabbed for Matthew
and forced him to stop in his tracks, making Matthew face him.

"I think I am Jacob. But I feel really dirty for what I've been
thinking about my friend ... Nicolas. I can't help how I feel about him,
I just want to be normal. Normal like you, and have a girlfriend and
–––" explained Matthew, before Jacob stopped him from speaking and
tried to tell him to slow down.

"First of all, I don't have a girlfriend anymore and can you explain
to me what it means to be normal Matthew? Like seriously, you need to
learn to follow your heart. If you feel like you `Quote on Quote' like
Nicolas, then that's perfectly fine. But you just need to remember, he
may not share those same feelings about you. I know this might be
difficult for you to understand because you don't have any control
over this type of situation. But you can't control who you like
buddy," said Jacob in the best words that he could come up with.

"How would you know! You have no idea what it feels like Jacob,"
barked Matthew like a deranged dog ready to bite, but Jacob cut him
off once more.

"I understand more then you know Matthew," said Jacob, while Matthew
started to give him a look of confusion.

"What do you mean?" asked Matthew in a low voice, trying to fight back
the tears that were beginning to well up in his eyes.

"Oh God. Do I seriously want to tell him?" thought Jacob, figuring
that maybe he should, he would obviously be the first person he'd ever
told. But the question of the moment for Jacob was, "Can he keep it a
secret?" But when he looked down at his brother, seeing the anguish,
uncontrollable fear and pain emanating from his every being, he knew
he had too. Taking a deep breath and extending out his hands and
placing them on Matthew's shoulders, he let it flow out from his lips,
"Matthew ... I'm gay, please understand and know that I know exactly how
you feel."

"But you've dated girls and even had girlfriends. You're just saying
that to make me feel better–" replied Matthew in his unbelief.

"No it's true Matthew. I did what I felt was required of me to do and
I fought my urges for a long time. Please don't make the same mistakes
that I've made. Be – Who – You – Are," said Jacob slowly, staring in
his brothers eyes, hoping he would see without a shadow of a doubt
that he was telling him the full truth.

Matthew moved like a gazelle being chased by a lion and before Jacob
even had a chance to react, he'd thrown his arms around Jacob's
neck. Suddenly Matthew loosened his grip, peaked his head around and
looked around the block, making sure no one was watching them and then
kissed Jacob on his lips.

"I love you Jacob," said Matthew compassionately, releasing his arms
from around Jacob's neck, "I'm sorry that I lied to you though."

"Lied to me? What have you lied to me about Matthew?" asked Jacob
apprehensively, fearing that he was tricked and would soon be on the
chopping block.

"Well I'm not really bisexual – I only like boys. I just thought you
might take it easier if you thought that I still liked girls. I don't
know why I thought that way, but I guess if I'd known you were gay I
wouldn't have tried to lie about that. I'm sorry Jacob," said Matthew,
looking at the sky, trying to avoid his brothers eyes.

"That's alright Matthew. It's never easy to come out of the closet and
say those types of things, but it will get easier in time. And maybe
you'll get lucky like me, I got Ky...le," said Jacob accidentally.

"Are you saying that your fooling around with Kyle?" asked Matthew
swiftly.

"Well sort of, we kinda kissed last night before he had to leave our
house and he kinda also felt me up in our pool. But that's all that's
happened so far, so we will see what happens later today," said Jacob
smiling uncontrollably.

"Oh –––– I see, very nice. He's a cute one don't you think?" said
Matthew, winking and giving the thumbs up in support of some kind,
"But I can honestly see why you need to talk to him alone
tonight. Good luck with that."

"Cute? He's beyond cute ... but hey, we'd better get moving or both of
us are going to be late for school. Oh and remember what we just
talked about, it's our little secret so, SHHHHH!" said Jacob, starting
to walk again.

Matthew nodded and agreed that what they'd talked about was
undoubtedly their little secret. When they went to say their goodbyes
to one another, Matthew gave the thumbs up again and turned the corner
to head towards his school.

Jacob just giggled on the inside at his brothers excitement, he didn't
quite understand why his brother was so happy right now, but whatever
had just happened between them, it truly meant something to him. Jacob
continued to watch his brother for a moment from the other side of the
road before he started heading towards his school.

Thinking along the way, he couldn't help but wonder the chances of
them both being gay. "I wonder how long he's known," pondered Jacob,
until he heard a voice cry out from a distance, "HEY JACOB! JACOB!
JACOB STOP! JAKEY!"

Jacob stopped walking when he heard his name being called. He looked
around frantically to find the source of the voice, until he looked
behind him and saw a boy about a block away running desperately
towards him at full speed. With great difficulty, Jacob tried to make
out who the boy was that was getting closer and closer to him. But
when the boy was only about two houses away and still running at a
full sprint, he braced himself and soon felt the boy's body collide
with his own. Feeling his body smashing into the grass of one of the
houses on the street, he opened his eyes again to the sound of a
familiar voice, "Hey Jakey," said Kyle, laying on top of Jacob with
his arms embraced around him.

"Well good morning to you too. What is this some new wrestling move?"
asked Jacob, straining to reposition his body into a more comfortable
position.

"Why yes it is. It's of my own making, and I call it `THE HUG
ATTACK!'" said Kyle giggling.

"Oh I see," said Jacob, still trying to reposition himself, "But I
have one question, does it normally include the person laying on the
ground like this?"

"Um – as a matter of fact it doesn't, but for you? Most definitely,"
replied Jacob giggling yet again.

Jacob could see that Kyle was really enjoying this close contact; he
couldn't stop staring deeply into his eyes, almost like Jacob had
somehow turned transparent and he could see deep into his soul. Jacob
was absolutely without words, he didn't know what to say or do, slowly
his mouth began to open wider by every passing second.

"Stop it! You're going to catch flies in there. Do you need a mouth
cover to protect you?" asked Kyle playfully, lowering his mouth down
to Jacob's.

"Not here Kyle – not now," whispered Jacob swiftly, before he looked
at Kyle's face and noticed that it seemed redder than normal.

"Dude! Have you been crying or something?" asked Jacob
concerned. Instantly wishing he hadn't said anything, because the
moment he had; Kyle stopped smiling.

"Yeah I have a little bit," said Kyle, exhaling air through his mouth
and trying not to look Jacob in the eyes, "My mom and I got into a
fight at home and I kind of upset her and it upset me too."

"Is everything okay then? Are you still allowed to come over to my
house after school?" asked Jacob softly, looking into Kyle's wonderful
blue eyes.

"Yeah everything is fine! But I can't come over to your house directly
after school. I have something that I need to do first," said Kyle,
which made Jacob start to feel somewhat sad, "But don't worry
though. Once I'm finished doing that thing I need to do ––" Jacob
began to wonder if Kyle was somehow trying not to let on what he was
ultimately planning to do, it bothered him, at least in some small
way. "I'll be right over and then we can go swimming again," concluded
Kyle with a smile, which made Jacob smile back too.

Slowly Kyle started to force himself up from Jacob's body, but while
he did so, he placed his hands directly over Jacob's crotch, putting
his full weight down and giving Jacob's boyhood a firm squeeze between
his fingertips. While Kyle was forcing himself up, he almost lost the
placement of his hand and his hand slipped down Jacob's groin, quickly
he tried to shift his hand, but he ended up having his hand land in
the grass directly in between Jacob's legs. Kyle formed a half smile
before he forced himself up fully and onto his feet. Reaching out his
hand to Jacob, he helped him up onto his feet, "Feel better now?"
asked Kyle, as Jacob stood up and stretched out his body.

"Much better," said Jacob smiling, "In fact I think I can feel my legs
again."

Jacob really took it in stride, getting dirty and all, a grass stain
here, a grass stain there, you know. But what he noticed the most was
how far Kyle had come out of his shell in such a short time, but that
also included him as well. It was like they'd known each other for
years, but in reality it had only been yesterday that they first
really started to talk, not the same ol' hello and goodbyes, surface
chatter type stuff. This was a deep intimate type of thing, which
didn't need to be sexually related. The whole thing just made Jacob
glow; making him feel warm and fuzzy inside.

"So did you sleep okay last night Kyle?" asked Jacob, after they'd
started walking towards their school again.

"Well sort of," said Kyle, pausing momentarily, "I kind of woke up at
5:42 am this morning after having a dream. After that I couldn't fall
back asleep," said Kyle, mentioning it like it wasn't a big deal.

"Dude are you freaking serious?" asked Jacob with haste in his voice.

"Yeah why?" asked Kyle, unaware of the implication of the dream.

Jacob's mind started to think about the dream he had. The one that
managed to wake him up at that very exact time. "What the hell is
going on here? What are the chances of this happening between the both
of us?" thought Jacob, looking oddly into the sky, with his mouth
opening in awe of the possibility.

"I had a dream too Kyle. It kinda looked like I was inside that
picture you showed to me and Matthew yesterday, you were there too,"
said Jacob, half paying attention as he focused on trying to make sure
the street was clear for them to get across.

"And um, you came ... uh towards me?" said Kyle, like he was almost
frightened to finish his sentence.

"Uh, yes, er, yeah I did, how did ... you know that?" said Jacob
extremely slowly, which made it feel really awkward.

"Tell me everything you saw right now," demanded Kyle with his lips
moving at lightning speed. Swiftly Kyle threw his arms onto Jacob's
shoulders and stared deep into his hazel eyes.

In starting Jacob began by telling him, "I felt like I was alone in
there. I was a bit scared too, because I had no idea where I even
was. It felt so eerie and chilly to me, which made my whole shiver."
Kyle simply nodded and continued to listen, "Then when I went to try
and move, I almost fell over. So I went to reach out for something to
grab onto, but when I did, I pricked my finger on something really
sharp. But when I yelled out from the pain, a boy spoke, who I soon
found out to be you. Eventually I fought through the sticky substance
that was trying to stop me from getting closer to you. When I finally
reached you, it was odd, because it seemed like the light increased in
its intensity, it was so weird. But you also seemed to be like 4 years
younger. You also said something to me earlier, you said, `It's my
prison', and when I asked you what that meant you said, `some prisons
aren't the physical kind,' do you have any idea what that even means
Kyle? Also when the light made everything bright, it looked exactly
like your picture," concluded Jacob.

Kyle didn't blink even once while he listened to Jacob speak about his
dream, he was quite simply mesmerized by the details that was being
giving to him; they were exactly what he dreamed. Kyle couldn't help
that his mouth had opened wide, just like Jacob's had in hearing all
the details about their freakishly shared dream.

"I'm sorry but did you need a mouth cover?" asked Jacob giggling
uncontrollably.

"No not right now I don't, but thank you for asking," laughed Kyle,
before he proceeded to tell Jacob his version of the events, "Well I
felt like you had in the beginning, emotionally I mean. But then I saw
a boy in a suit of body armor, kind of like what knights used to
wear. Somehow he made me feel peaceful, serene and comfortable, and in
some way I felt that he loved me. I watched as this boy began to fight
his way over towards me and when the boy finally reached me, there was
this light that just seemed to emanate around him. But when I was
about to call him my knight in shining armor, I woke up at the very
moment that I was about to say it."

"This is sooooooo freaking weird," said Jacob with his eyebrows raised
and talking with his hands.

"You think?" replied Kyle, in the same disposition as Jacob.

"So what do you think this even means?" asked Jacob, looking at Kyle,
not knowing what to think or do at the present moment.

"I think that your my knight in shining armor," said Kyle, reaching
out his right hand to touch Jacob's face and leaned in to kiss him,
but he stopped himself suddenly and simply remarked, "We'll save this
for later."

"NO! I meant the dream. Are you going to tell me what all of this
means?" asked Jacob.

"I'll tell you soon, just not right now, okay? But hey – we better get
to school before we're both late," said Kyle as he started to walk
again.

By the time they'd made it inside of their school, they were already
forty minutes late. It seemed utterly pointless for them to go to
their biology class with only five minutes remaining in the period. So
instead they walked towards Jacob's locker and he grabbed his second
period books from within it, as they were expecting the bell to ring
at a moments notice.

"Hey Jacob, I guess I'll be seeing you later," said Kyle, placing his
hands over Jacob's and winking his eye.

As Kyle went to walk away to head towards his own locker, Jacob
beckoned, "Make sure you come and sit with me at lunch time or
`ELSE!'"

"Or else what?" said Kyle walking back towards Jacob, "Don't forget I
can put you in a neck hold again if you'd like."

"You'll just have to wait and see, won't ya?" said Jacob, tapping
Kyle's ass and telling him to go off to class just as the bell rang.

Jacob watched as the drove of kids started to file out of their
classrooms. Deciding that it was time for him to make his way towards
his math classroom. Jacob really hated math; to him it was a good for
nothing subject.

Slowly he started to make his way to his classroom and sat himself
down at the very back of the room. He really just wanted to be left
alone. But mostly he just wanted to get to lunch period so that he
could be together with Kyle again.

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

"Hey Nicolas, how are you doing today?" asked Matthew, since he'd
finished some of his school work.

"I'm doing alright Matthew. What are you up to today?" asked Nicolas.

"Oh nothing much really," said Matthew, peaking his head up to make
sure the teacher couldn't hear them, "I was actually kind of hoping
that you might want to hang out after school. Do you wanna?"

"Sure that would definitely be `COOL!' What did you wanna do?" asked
Nicolas, smiling, thinking of something more sinister.

"Oh, well I just figured we could make out ... er, sorry I meant hang
out, play video games, you know, fun stuff!" said Matthew, hoping that
he didn't read between the lines of his word slip.

Matthew could see that Nicolas was thinking, looking like a deer
caught in the head lights. Nicolas placed his hand to his chin in a
thinking motion like he was going to say something that he really was
struggling to say, or was fighting to withhold in someway.

"Make out huh?" said Nicolas, Matthew's mind began to panic at the
thought, "What do you think I'm gay or something? I know we've been
friends for a while, but what would ever make you think that of me?"
whispered Nicolas in a low voice, trying to make sure no one else was
eavesdropping.

"SHIT!!!" thought Matthew feeling like he'd just totally fucked
up. How could he have managed to say that was beyond him. But his
obvious goof up was self evident; his friendship might end. Matthew
felt like he quite possibly was outed.

"I'm cool with that you know," whispered Nicolas, trying to let the
moment lighten up when he noticed the concerned look across Matthew's
face.

Matthew swore that his heart skipped a beat at the mere implications
of Nicolas's words, "Is Nicolas possibly just screwing around with
me?" thought Matthew.

"Let's talk about this a little later ... maybe during lunch time?" said
Nicolas, Matthew nodded and they both went back to their school work.

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

Time almost seemed to stand still for Jacob, he checked the school
clock about every five minutes, and he somehow believed that it may
have been broken because the hand didn't seem to be moving at all. It
was so agonizing to him that he began to let his mind wonder about
what Matthew was going to be doing. He somewhat hoped that he was
going to go to his friend Nicolas's house, selfish as it may have
been; he wanted time alone with Kyle.

As Jacob reminisced of the one time that he'd met Nicolas, he'd
thought even then that he was kind of small for his age, he had to be
only about four feet six inches tall and maybe 85-90 lbs. He had short
brown hair with blue eyes, just like Kyle, except Nicolas's were a
lighter tint of blue. And even still, Jacob seemed to think that
Nicolas was somewhat of an odd ball. But what did he know. By the time
he freed his mind from worrying about Matthew, the bell rang. Quickly
he grabbed his text books and ran for his locker, where he found Kyle
already wait for him.

"Oh hello there kind sir," said Kyle, while Jacob opened his locker
and threw his books inside.

"Hey there sir," said Jacob, raising his eye brows, confused as to why
Kyle was calling him sir.

"I'm here to pick you up for our lunch date. Are you ready to eat
something scrumptious?" asked Kyle, with Jacob giggling at his
posture.

"That would be depend if I'm eating real food, or," said Jacob,
turning his head slightly and squinting his eyes, "something else?"

Kyle shook his head in disbelief to Jacob's questioning that
eventually he just grabbed Jacob by his shoulders and directed him to
walk towards the cafeteria. When they arrived, Kyle asked, "So what is
it that you would like to eat today?"

"You?" said Jacob giggling.

"Mm hmm ... No seriously Jacob. What do you want to eat?" asked Kyle
once more.

"How about the special? Fried chicken with some french fries and
gravy," said Jacob, eying the menu board.

"Actually that does sound good," said Kyle, before they both told the
lunch lady what they wanted and eventually went to take their seats at
one of the open tables.

When they were seated in their chairs and had placed their trays
down. Jacob asked, "So where is it that you need to go after school?"

"It's a surprise Jacob," said Kyle, smirking, and much enjoying
Jacob's need to know.

"Oh C'mon!" cried Jacob, curling up his lower lip and puffing it out,
"Tell me please?"

"I'm sorry I can't. You'll just have to wait and see later," said
Kyle.

"Okay fine!" said Jacob bitterly, feeling a little disappointed.

"Don't worry about it right now. And if you don't stop that whining
then I'm going to come over there and kiss you in front of all these
people," whispered Kyle, hoping that Jacob wouldn't press the issue
because he wasn't even ready to come just yet.

"Alright then," said Jacob, biting into his fried chicken and Kyle did
the same.

"So uh," said Kyle, trying to break the silence, "what did you want to
do today?"

"Oh I don't know. I kind of thought that we could go swimming
again. Speaking of which, did you bring your swim trunks or anything?"
said Jacob.

"Come to think of it, I didn't, I must have forgotten to grab them,"
said Kyle, not trying to lead onto anything, "But I'll have to grab my
trunks after I do that thing I need to do."

"Okay good. So what did you want to do after we've gone swimming,"
asked Jacob, fishing around for some ideas.

"We can do a lot of different things I suppose. But we'll figure all
of that out later, okay?" said Kyle, unconcerned about that right now.

Before they even realized what time it was, the lunch bell rang and
they tried their very best to finish up their lunches as fast as they
could.

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"Hey Nicolas, can I talk to you for a moment please?" asked Matthew,
after they'd finished eating their lunches, "in private?"

"Sure man! Let's go talk in the bathroom," suggested Nicolas.

Matthew felt a little apprehensive about going into the boy's
washroom, but in his mind he figured that as long as there was no one
else in there, then it would be okay. So Matthew followed Nicolas
towards the bathroom and followed him inside. Matthew watched as
Nicolas looked around the washroom, which made him feel somewhat
safer. When Nicolas had finished looking around thoroughly and found
them to be alone, he watched as Nicolas locked the door from the
inside.

"So what do you need to talk to me about?" asked Nicolas playfully.

"Well I just wanted to be able to clarify something with you. Earlier
I didn't mean to say `make out,' what I had meant to say was hang out,
honestly," said Matthew, trying his best to lie through his teeth.

"Are you sure about that?" asked Nicolas, pushing Matthew towards the
bathroom wall.

Nicolas paused for a moment as he looked deep into Matthew's
eyes. Looking up at the boy standing right in front of him, he leaned
forward and kissed Matthew directly on the lips.  "Oh God!" thought
Matthew the second Nicolas's lips touched his. Nicolas began to stick
his tongue deep into Matthew's open mouth and started to probe around
inside. Matthew felt like he'd just hit cloud nine, he didn't have the
strength to try and stop Nicolas, nor did he want to for that
matter. Matthew soon felt his boyhood started to grow while Nicolas
was kissing him, but when Nicolas broke their intimate lip lock; he
felt sad that it had ended.

"See? You wanted this. Don't try and hide it," said Nicolas in a soft
voice, placing his hand over Matthew's crotch and giving a feel to his
boyish dick, "You didn't even try and fight me when I kissed
you. Admit it, your gay, just like me."

"Yes ... it's true that I'm gay. But can we do more of this stuff at
your house after school?" remarked Matthew curiously.

"You know I wouldn't have it any other way," said Nicolas with a
smile.

Soon after, Nicolas took Matthew's hand into his own and swiftly
placed it directly over his own crotch. Once he'd directed Matthew, he
placed his hands under Matthew's t-shirt and started to rub all over
his chest. Nicolas really loved nipples, he really just wanted to suck
on them right now, but he knew time was somewhat limited.

Matthew was unable to resist Nicolas's soft hands as they felt around
his body. Matthew was without a doubt hornier than a dog, he soon
started to get his groove and started to feel his friends boyish cock
in between his fingertips. Nicolas was also having his way, enjoying
the feeling of Matthew's hairless chest, wanting desperately for
more. Matthew soon hit cloud nine once again when Nicolas leaned back
in and started kissing him again. Probing around in Matthew's mouth,
they played passionate tonsil hockey.

Slowly after several blissful minutes, Nicolas pulled away from
Matthew and said, "I think it's time for us to go." Matthew didn't
have plans on going anywhere, he surely didn't want this fun to
stop. "C'mon we'll have more fun later," said Nicolas, giving him a
love tap on the shoulder when he'd noticed Matthew frowning.

"Okay!" said Matthew, instantly feeling happy again.

Matthew watched as Nicolas unlocked the boy's washroom door and they
walked back out into the school yard to run off some of their unspent
energy.

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"This day actually seems to be going a lot faster than it had this
morning," thought Jacob, sitting down next to Kyle in their third
period class. Jacob always enjoyed computer class, it had always given
him time to think, or just to fiddle with the computers. Unlike this
morning, he always paid attention in computer class. You see Jacob was
a lot faster than everyone else was, well in regards to typing.

Mrs. McDonald was having everyone do typing skill exercises today in
her efforts to help her student's get their WPM up on the keyboard. As
was per normal, Jacob was the first one to finish. Looking around the
classroom, he saw that many people were struggling; they kept looking
down, using one finger at a time. It was annoying to Jacob. Looking
back over to his side, he saw that Kyle wasn't faring any better.
"Kyle do you even know where all of the keys are?" asked Jacob, to
which Kyle did a half smile and raised his eyebrows.

"Not quite," said Kyle, "I don't have them all memorized just yet."

"Alright. So I'm going to teach you a rhyme then, it'll help you get
faster at typing. If you can memorize this, then you're golden," said
Jacob.

First your Left hand.

Quick Ask Zoe (`Q',`A',`Z') First row, use your pinky finger.  What
Stops X-rays (`W',`S',`X') Second row, use the your ring finger.  Even
Dogs Can't (`E',`D',`C') Third row, use your middle finger.  Red Fish
Vanish (`R',`F',`V') Fourth Row, use your index finger.  Then Grow
Bigger (`T',`G',`B') Fifth row, use your index finger by moving over
one row.  Space bar, use your thumb.

Now your right hand.

Space bar, use your thumb Yacks Hear Noises (`Y',`H',`N') Sixth row,
use your index finger.  Under Jacks Mattress (`U',`F',`M') Seventh
row, use your middle finger.  I Keep Commas (`I',`K',`,') Eighth row,
use your ring finger.  Over Long Periods (`O',`L',`.') Ninth row, use
your ring finger.  Peanuts (`P') Tenth row, use your pinky finger.

"Also if you get lost when you're typing and not looking, find the
little bumps on the letters `F' and `J', these will also help you
navigate around the keyboard," instructed Jacob.

After Jacob had finished teaching Kyle his little rhyme, he told him
to give it another shot and to especially try not to look down. When
Kyle tried, without looking down, Jacob saw a huge improvement in his
typing; his average wpm was up by 20.

"Good Job Kyle," said Jacob, feeling really proud of him.

"Thanks man!" replied Kyle just as the bell rang and they left to go
to their fourth period classes.

Kyle evidently walked Jacob to his locker, like a true
gentlemen. Jacob swiftly reached into his locker and pulled out a
change of clothes for him to change into for `Physical Education'.

"So am I going to see you before you go to that thing?" asked Jacob
sheepishly.

"No probably not. I want to be able to leave right away, so just go
home after school and I'll come knocking sooner than you know it, I
promise," replied Kyle.

"Alright, I guess I'll see you later," said Jacob, watching as Kyle
started to walk away from him down the dimly lit hallway.

Giving a swift exhale as he was already starting to miss Kyle, he
started to walk towards the gym with his shorts and a fresh t-shirt in
hand. When Jacob had got into the change rooms, he walked into one of
the toilet stalls and got himself changed. When he was ready, he
walked out into the gym and waited to find out what they were going to
be doing in class.

"Alright boys," said Jacob's gym teacher, Mr. Morris, "Today we're
going to be playing some indoor hockey. So what I want you to do is
form a line in front of the storage locker and I'll hand you a hockey
stick and will assign you to your team."

When Jacob had got to the front of the line, he grabbed a stick and
was assigned to the shirts team, where as the other team were to be
wearing no shirts. By the time they'd started playing, time seemed to
fly. Jacob was having so much fun that he'd forgotten that Kyle wasn't
there with him. Jacob seemed to be really good at hockey, had he known
that he was any good, he would have joined a team or something.

By the time it was all said and done, Jacob had scored seven times,
which ultimately helped his team win the game. But before they all
knew it, the school bell sounded, echoing throughout the
gymnasium. School was finally over and they all started to make their
way into the change room. Jacob was so hot that his sweat just seemed
to pour out of every ounce of his body and he felt like his whole body
was utterly soaking wet. Quickly Jacob went and grabbed for his normal
clothes and got himself changed.  "Good game guys," said one of the
boys in the change room as he was leaving. Making his way towards his
locker, he dropped his gym clothes into his backpack and grabbed a few
other things of his. With that all said and done, he started to make
his way home.

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Matthew was extremely excited while he was grabbing his things from
his locker, he was so happy that it was finally time to go home, well
to go to Nicolas's house. Once he had everything he needed, he walked
over towards Nicolas and tapped him on the shoulder. Matthew was
glowing when he approached Nicolas from behind, he couldn't wait till
they got to his house for some more fun.  "Are you ready to go?" asked
Matthew.

"Yup I'm ready, how about you?" said Nicolas.

"Yup, whenever you are," replied Matthew.

"Alright let's get going then," said Nicolas as they exited the front
of the school grounds and started walking towards their final
destination.

... TO BE CONTINUED ...

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Authors notes:

Wow that totally wasn't easy to write at all. The emotion that Kyle
has been facing in his life has been really hard to portray. I hope
that I've gotten the point across though. I've really had to fight
with myself not to end it too early, but I think this is a good spot
to leave off at. There is much to digest and I really hope that you've
enjoyed this chapter. I really would love to hear from you as comments
have really died down a lot! Your comments drive me to write more.

I really do feel good with the direction that I'm taking with this
story. The fun is definitely about to begin and I hope you see that
even though there is a lot of emotional stuff that Kyle has gone
through, that you will stick to the story because ultimately it has so
much to offer. I promise you this.

Also if you would like to find out more on "To Write Love On Her
Arms," then please visit their official website @
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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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