Date: Thu, 11 Dec 2014 12:19:22 -0600
From: DJ Adams <adamsdj1977@gmail.com>
Subject: Merry Christmas, Elijah Lucas: December 11th

Thank you all for reading up to this point and especially for writing to me
:)!! I absolutely LOVE getting emails from you guys. In case anyone is
wondering, this chapter of the story allows one character to get a little
hot to trot. Have a look ;).


AdamsDJ1977@gmail.com


Also: This story is completely fictitious and none of the characters are
based on any real people. This is simply a fabrication of my imagination
and I just thought it would be a fun little story to tell during the
holiday season.


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To recap: A few days ago, on December 8th, the boys returned to school.
Elijah was already exhausted on Monday morning, having gotten no sleep the
night before because he couldn't tear his mind away from Bruno. Bruno
wasn't much better off and couldn't pay attention during his lab, wishing
that he'd at least received a phone call from Elijah over the weekend. A
boy in Bruno's class, named James, reached out to Bruno and befriended him.
The two made plans to grab a bite to eat after school. Elijah, Mack and
Louis also happened to show up at the mall after school. While in the mall,
a flash mob appeared and began singing 'Chorus of the Bells'. Elijah and
his friends made their way to the crowd and Elijah started to sing along.
Meanwhile, Bruno and James caught sight of Elijah and his friends and
decided to say hello after the singing concluded. Bruno and Elijah had the
typical unspoken, 'I like you but I'm too afraid to say it' dynamic between
them and it was noticed by James. Once in private, James asked Bruno if he
liked Elijah and Bruno admitted he did. The two had a conversation about it
and James was both supportive and encouraging. Bruno, emboldened and
feeling confident from James' insight, decided to ask Elijah out. He
approached Elijah and, once Mack and Louis were gone, Bruno asked him if he
would like to hang out 'just the two of them'. Elijah, still believing that
James was straight, let his panicking emotions get the better of him and he
ran off, teary-eyed, leaving James standing alone in the middle of the mall.


*******


Merry Christmas, Elijah Lucas.


*******


December 11th


Bruno felt like hell over the last few days. After Elijah left him standing
alone, he felt like his heart had been penultimately crushed. He held
himself together, although he did snap at James when he returned to Johnny
Rocket's. James remained firm that Elijah did, in fact, like Bruno but
Bruno wasn't so sure. He managed to hold himself together until he got
home- There, he screamed into his pillow and started crying like a child.
It wasn't until Shadow pawed at his door and came into the room to snuggle
with him that Bruno finally calmed down enough to fall asleep. He didn't
know what to believe, anymore- He had his heart telling him to do whatever
it took to win Elijah; He had his brain saying that Elijah was straight; He
had James saying that Elijah was gay and liked him; And, even now as he
woke for the day, Bruno still had a headache that hadn't gone away in three
motherfucking days.


Bruno laid in bed. It was 6:50AM and he needed to get up for school but he
just couldn't peel himself out of bed for at least another few minutes.
Shadow wasn't in bed with him so his Father must've come into the room and
woke Shadow up to go outside for his morning piss before he left for work.
Bruno shifted and looked down at his morning wood, which was at full
attention as it throbbed with the beating in his chest and the migraine in
his head. Even thinking of stimulating himself hurt his head but Bruno
needed the relief. Plus, he was a 13 year-old boy- What did you expect?


Bruno took the length of his raging shaft into his hand. He licked his lips
and began to think dirty thoughts about Elijah. Suddenly, Elijah was on his
hands and knees in front of Bruno, looking over his shoulder with a
innocent smile an his magnificent puppy-dog eyes that gave Bruno permission
to do whatever he pleased with him. Elijah's exasperated moans filled
Bruno's brain as he fantasized that his tongue was deep within the other
boy- Licking, kissing, sucking, slurping, swirling up and down and up
again, hitting the Elijah's sweet spot and making him push back into
Bruno's face so as to get his hot, wet tongue just a little bit deeper.


Bruno's hand began moving on his shaft, his foreskin making a tiny smacking
sound as at it rolled back and forth over his head, wet with the precum
that was drooling out of his adolescent tool. Bruno sighed to himself. The
pounding migraine in his head was growing with the pounding need for
release in his cock. He kept going.


Bruno spread Elijah open more and dug in even further, causing the boy's
small frame to shudder. Bruno inhaled as deeply as he could, taking in the
wondrous aroma he imagined Elijah would smell like- A concoction of 'odor
of boy', Elijah's natural scent, sweat, musk and the unmistakable smell of
lust. Bruno's orgasm was getting ready to explode but the cranial pressure
made his head feel like it was going to explode, too. He was so far along
that he just had to keep going- He couldn't quit now.


Bruno pulled away from Elijah's glorious little entrance, a string of
saliva hanging between his mouth and the other boy's most private of
places. Elijah looked back at him and stared him straight in the eyes, "Do
it, Bruno. I need you to do it. Go on. Fuck me good." Elijah encouraged.
Bruno didn't know for sure if Elijah was a virgin or not but he imagined
that he was and, for his own sake, he fantasized that his love had chosen
him to receive the distinct honor of being the first boy to ever penetrate
him. It gave Bruno a sense of pride, love, devotion and ownership over
Elijah. He lined his boyhood up with its target and began to apply
pressure. As it began to sink in, Elijah moaned out in complete
satisfaction. The imaginary moan was enough to finally send Bruno over the
edge. Fireworks started going off in his head- Maybe it was from the pain
or maybe it was from one of the most intense orgasms the young teen had
ever experienced that was racking his body at that moment. The tingling
goodness radiated out from his groin and enveloped his entire being.


As he came down from his monumentally historic sexual bliss, his after-glow
was immediately over-powered by the damnable migraine. He moaned out as the
pain increased to the most intense it had been yet. Thankfully, Bruno was
covered and his blankets concealed the sticky mess that was all over his
belly because, no soon had he moaned, did his Mother walk in.


"Bruno, honey, are you okay?" A concerned Mrs. Jørgensen asked.


"It hurts, Mom." Bruno struggled out.


"Your head, sweetheart?" She asked.


Bruno nodded his head 'yes'. "Migraine, Mom. Worst I've ever had."


Mrs. Jørgensen noted the fine sheen of sweat on her son and felt his high
body temperature on his forehead. "There will be no school for you today,
Bruno. You just stay in bed and sleep it off. I'll be back with some
Asperin." She concluded.


Bruno sighed in relief. His Mother obviously thought that his temperature
and sweat were due to his headache- Little did she know of his fantasy over
the last 15 minutes.


Mrs. Jørgensen reappeared in the room with two aspirin, a glass of water
and a particular black German Shepherd in-tow. "Here you go, honey. Take
this. It'll make you feel better."


Bruno sat up and took the tablets as Shadow climbed back into bed. "Thanks,
Mom." He said and he cuddled up to his dog.


She kissed him on his forehead. "Feel better, baby." She smiled as she left
Bruno so he could go back to sleep.


Bruno squeezed Shadow closer and his cuddle-buddy turned his head around,
giving Bruno a giant lick across his entire face. "Doggy passion breath.
Thaaanks." Bruno quipped. Shadow just cocked his head to the side and
wagged his tail in response. Bruno softened a bit. "I love you, too,
Shadow. At least I will always have you..." Bruno said, suddenly growing sad.
Shadow responded with another lick, earning a laugh from Bruno. "Okay,
okay. Let's go back to sleep, puppy." And so they did.


*******


Elijah stared out the window of his fourth period history class. In truth,
he couldn't care less about Constantinople- Fuck the Turks, fuck the
crusades, fuck the Ottomans and fuck the world. This situation with Bruno
was now beginning to get to him, bitterly; It really wasn't this hard.
Okay, so he may have panicked at the mall, the other day. You know what,
though? Whatever. The fact remains that, whether he was right or wrong, he
loved Bruno and he couldn't help the way he felt- Enough being conflicted
and walking on eggshells.


It seemed that the only way for Elijah to stop Bruno's perceived flirting
would be to tell him 'look, dude, you're playing with fire and you're gonna
get burned so don't be pissed if you make another suggestive comment about
being alone with me and then find yourself in a kiss.'


That was it. The only way to get things with Bruno amicable and
less-awkward was gonna be for Elijah to just get his feelings out there in
the open. This was highly out-of-character for him but push was coming to
shove and Elijah needed to think about getting his own closure, now. If he
couldn't have Bruno, then Bruno needed to not-be flirtatious or Elijah
needed to stay away from him.


It was resolved: Elijah would confront Bruno with his feelings for him and,
if Bruno didn't like it, that would be tough-shit. And so, Elijah got out
his phone and texted Bruno.


*******


Bruno awoke later on. Shadow was still pressed warmly against him, sleeping
sound as a pound. He looked at the clock. Noon. The boy rose from bed and
went into his bathroom, pissed like a race-horse for a solid minute and a
half, and padded downstairs for breakfast. Shadow awoke and followed
quietly behind.


Bruno found a note sprawled on the kitchen table.


'Bruno- Dad & I are at the store. We'll be home tonight. Drink fluids, stay
in bed and be sure to sleep. Have Shadow keep you company if you both want.
We'll see you tonight. Love, Mom and Dad.'


Bruno smiled. His parents were awesome. He poured himself some OJ, drank it
down and walked back into his room. His headache had finally gone away but
he still felt like he could sleep for a week. He laid back in bed with his
loyal companion not far behind. As he happened to glance at the nightstand,
Bruno noticed the notification light on his phone was blinking. Bruno
opened his phone and saw that he had a text from an unfamiliar number.


'bruno. its elijah. can we talk this week?"


Bruno was elated. FINALLY, he would get to have a conversation with this
boy who had captivated him and had him inexplicably fixated on the idea of
loving and dating him. Bruno's fingers couldn't respond quickly enough.


"Friday after school?"


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END OF CHAPTER.


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Once again, guys, I've taken a break from my other story to focus on this.
These chapters will be updated in real-time on the actual dates before the
story comes to a close at Christmas. Stay tuned. The next installment will
be on Friday.