Date: Tue, 21 Oct 2003 21:46:03 -0500
From: Remix028 ~ * ~ <static382@mindless.com>
Subject: Sex With Best Friend 25

Max - 13 years old, good build (not overly muscular) from years of sports
with Alex, 6 pack, brown messy hair, brown eyes, hot tan, sexy smile, broad
shoulders, nice dresser. Into sports, music, horoscopes and love. Secretly
dates Alex. Friends with Tonio and Bobby. HAS A NEW FRIEND named Corey. Has
a 7" cock when hard.

Alex - 14 years old, great build, 6 pack from sports, dirty blonde messy
hair, deep blue eyes, sexy smile, killer tan. Interested in soccer and
guys. Secretly dates Max. Friends with Bobby and Tonio.

Tonio - 12 years old, good build, killer smile, sky blue eyes, sexy voice,
developing 6 pack from gym workouts and sports, nice tan, blonde spiky
hair. Into dirt bikes, go-karts... anything with wheels. Secretly dates
Bobby. Good friends with Max and has a new friend, Alex.

Bobby - 12 years old, brown eyes, brown hair w/ blonde highlights, muscular
(but not overly so) from school sports, developing 6 pack. Into traveling,
having fun and living life to the fullest. Secretly goes out w/
Tonio. Friends with Max and Alex through Tonio.

Corey - 14 years old, green eyes, dark brown hair (almost black), rock hard
body, defined muscles, showing 6-Pack, sexy chest, has an 8" cock when
hard, STRIKING green eyes. Neglectful childhood and abusive homelife has
hardened him into a tough, take-no-shit kid.


                  Sex With Best Friend 25
                  ---------Downtown Drama


    "Dammit!" I screech and Alex laughs. I grin and strike another match. I
toss it into the grill... and it Explodes.

  The flames whipped out of the grill with a loud 'whoosh' noise and the
heat slapped me instantly. The grill shook violently as I yelled and fell a
few feet back onto the patio. Fire was still shooting high from the grill
as I lay with my arms over my face. Corey rushed over and somehow closed
the lid on the grill while Alex ran to me. Alex helped me to my feet.

   "What the... hell just happened??" I asked, still in shock. I was out of
breath and shaking a little.

   "Man I don't know! That was like somethin outta an action flick man,"
Alex gasped with a look of total fascination. Corey ran over to us.

   "You alright man?" he asked with concern and compassion in his eyes. I
nodded to him, still out of breath. My dad walked out of the house with a
wide grin on his face, unaware of what just happened. When he saw Alex
holding my shoulders and our shocked faces, he caught on to the idea that
something was wrong.

   "What's goin on guys?" he asked us, now wearing a long sleeved navy
shirt, blue pajama pants and black sandals.

   "Your grill exploded," Corey started, "and almost took Max's head off."
Dad's smile went away as he walked over to me.

   "You OK son?" he asked me. I nodded to him too. He looked away from us,
as if he was thinking of something. He slowly turned his attention back to
us. "This was my fault. I must've spilled the lighter fluid earlier. I'm
sorry kiddo," he said to me, ruffling my hair. I was a little calmer
now. What really had me thinking was the psychic. I thought she was fake,
but she saw this coming.

    "That almost burned my face off! Whew, wish we had a camera!" I joked
aloud, smiling. My friends started to snicker a little. "Yea man, I never
saw anyone move so fast! You were like 'YAAAH!!' " Alex imitated me like a
little girl. We all laughed. Hey, if you can't joke about things like this
with your best friends, then who can you do it with? I guess that was a
moment we could all look back on and laugh at. That had to be a record -
how fast we looked back on it. After a few moments, Dad spoke.

   "Oh yea, speaking of cameras, I was upstairs and I got a phone call. It
was the people from that show "Extreme Police Chases 4" on channel 27. They
wanna interview you guys about the car accident. You wanna do it?" he
explained to us with a slight smirk on his face. He knew I always wanted to
be on TV, like a movie star or something, ever since I was a kid. I looked
at Alex and he was smiling back at me. I looked back at dad.

   "Police chases? What for?" I asked him in complete confusion.

   "Well it turns out that the guy that hit you was a drunk driver who ran
through a road block. One thing led to another and that's how he hit you
guys." he explained to us. There was a moment of silence as the pictures
flashed through my head again. The force of the hit, the flipping, the
screams, the taste of blood. But it would help to get over it maybe if we
went.

   "When?" we all asked at almost the same time.

   "They said that we could come down to the studio tomorrow around 12:30
for rehearsal and preparation, but you'll have to miss school. They'll film
it the day after."

   "This is cool, man!" Alex smiled at me. "Everybody watches that
show. We'll be like celebrities at school!" He could hardly contain himself
as he fantasized. I shook my head and smiled. Hell, we were all excited.

   "Now, let's get this party back on the road, shall we?" Dad said to us
as he opened the grill and set it up. I went back inside with Corey and
Alex close behind. We went to the living room and flipped through the
channels on TV while waiting for the burgers to be grilled. We made small
talk, mostly chatting about how cool it would be to be on TV, especially
the most popular, talked about show around.

    The show, `Police Chases`, was a must-see for Alex and me every
week. We'd somehow find the time to watch it every Wednesday and Friday
night. They were known for showing the craziest accidents, riots and chases
around. And we were gonna be on it this time. Don't get me wrong, the car
accident was scary as hell, and I still have nightmares about it and what
could've happened to us, but I thank God that it turned out the way it
did. Everyone was OK.. Except for the drunk driver who hit us. He was the
only fatality.

   After a few more minutes of chatting and intense anticipation for the
food, Dad finally called us and told us that the burgers were ready. We ran
to the patio like starved wolves after fresh meat. We all ate about 2
burgers each while sitting and laughing at "America's Funniest Home
Videos". It was great. Corey seemed to be fitting in great with me, Alex
and Dad. And they all seemed to be getting along, too. Like I said, it was
great. Time flew, like it does in every fun situation. It was 11:36pm
before we knew it. We sat up all night watching TV, eating and laughing.

   "Whoa guys, it's way past your bedtime!" Dad laughed, getting up from
the couch and stretching his arms above his head. We responded by playfully
screaming at him that we didn't have bedtimes, but as loud and crazy as we
were, it would've sounded like a bunch of sick cats howling to the moon.

   "So Alex, you spending the night? Oh wait... you practically live here,
of course you are!" Dad joked with him. They laughed.

   "You know it, Mr. Warren," Alex nodded to him.

   "Please... call me step-dad," he said back to him before turning to
Corey. "now I know your parents must be worried, Corey, so I'm gonna call
them---"

   "NO dad," I interrupted him. Everyone turned their attention to me.

   "And why not?" he asked me. Before I could answer, there was a news
bulletin. The woman said that there was a kidnapper/rapist believed to be
hiding out downtown somewhere. They showed a pencil-drawn sketch of the
guy. He looked about 30, nice eyes. What am I saying? This is a kidnapper!
They said that if you have any info, to call this number. Whatever. It went
off and the attention returned to me.

   "Well?" Dad started back up.

   "Cause we already talked to his dad, and he said that it was OK if Corey
stayed over, as long as it was OK with you," I made up a lie at lightning
speed. it's a gift, but at the same time, it's a curse.

   "Well, if he said that, then you can get settled in with the guys. I'm
about to go take a hot shower and go to bed." Dad said to us while heading
upstairs. As soon as he was out of sight, we began to chat again.

   "Nice, man. Thinking on your feet." Corey smiled at me. I smiled
back. "But you know you didn't have to do that, right? I could've crashed
somewhere else," he started, but I shook my head.

   "Man, we been through this before. You can stay here until we can figure
something out." I mumbled while slurping some coke out of my glass.

   "Yea I know, but pretty soon, you're gonna run outta lies, and he's
gonna get suspicious, man," Corey was worried out of his mind, I could
tell, even through his tough-guy build.

   "Well I'm beat, dudes. Bout to get ready to go to bed," Alex chimed
in. He got up and headed to the staircase with me and Corey close
behind. We stopped at the linen closet and pulled out some blankets and
went to my room. We had a 4 bedroom house. There was my room and my
parents' room. One of the extra rooms was used as a study for my parents
and the other was a regular guest room, with a bunk-bed on one wall, a desk
on the other, and a TV on top of it. The bunk bed was the kind where the
top bed was going across, and the bottom bed was coming straight out. None
of my guests ever really slept in there - they slept in my room. I thought
back to when me and Alex first got together and had our fun in that
guestroom... and the cat messed it up. That was the day that Alex invented
the nickname "girly boy".

   I fixed my bed while Alex made a mini-bed on one side of the floor, and
Corey did the same on the other side. We turned on the TV and watched the
funniest videos marathon until we got sleepy. I absent-mindedly pulled off
my clothes until I was left only wearing my boxers. I normally slept that
way. I noticed Alex and Corey doing the same. Alex was wearing the `Joe
Boxer' brand. They were plain black with the Joe Boxer band around the
top. I glanced over and saw that Corey was shirtless with the covers
already over the lower half of his body. I didn't get to see what kind of
undies he was sporting. I glanced back and forth. Talk about sexy! Me?
Well, mine were the normal cotton-like boxers, blue with little
designs. Thank goodness I had the sheets over the lower part of my body,
cause you can only imagine how hard I was. I wanted so badly to do
something. If Corey wasn't there, then most likely, me and Alex would be
already going at it. But I was having mixed feelings as well. A small part
of me wondered what it would be like to have Corey. I shook off my sexual
fantasies, knowing that there wouldn't be anything happening tonight. I
relaxed and pretty soon, fell asleep.


   I woke up later that night with the urge to pee. The TV was off, so it
was kinda dark in the room. I fumbled out of the bed and walked to the
door. I opened it softly and continued down the hall in the darkness. There
was really no light at all except for the small Glade plug-in nightlight in
one of the power sockets, and that wasn`t a really big help. I gently
pushed the bathroom door open and, not wanting to completely wake myself
up, I left the light off. There was a little light coming through the
window, so that was enough to suit me. I was so used to doing this that I
didn't care to watch where I was going, but I heard a tinkling noise. I
looked over and saw the object of my affection doing his business. I walked
over and stood behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist and taking
hold of his cock as he pissed. He slowly threw his head back onto my
shoulder and put his hands to rest by his side as I did the work for him. I
could feel his cock getting hard in my hand as he finished up. I shook it a
couple of times after it came to a rest.

    "My turn," I whispered into his ear as I ran my left hand up and down
his chest, his cock still in my right hand. I let him go and he stepped
back, letting me get to the toilet. I took my semi-hard member out through
the slit in my boxers and began to pee. A few seconds after, I felt a warm
chest press up against my back and two arms come around my waist. The right
hand grabbed my cock and took over. I rested my head back on his shoulder
and started to breathe a little louder. My arms went back to rub up and
down the thighs of my late-night lover. I finished my business at the
toilet and I flushed it. I turned around and we started to kiss in the
darkness like we haven't done it in years.

   His tongue pecked at my lips and I let it enter, starting a great tongue
fight. We played around in each others' mouth for a while, our free arms
roaming each other's body. I pulled down his boxers and he did the same to
me. We kicked them to the side, so now we were completely naked. I sucked
on his neck until I was sure there was a powerful hickey there. I moved
down to his nipples and worked my way to his pubic hair, receiving nothing
but moans of satisfaction all the way down. I finally reached his very hard
member. I licked the head, then took it into my mouth and teased him. He
pulled it out and got down on his side and we began a quick 69. It was a
rush, I tell ya. I rolled over on my back, sending him on top of me, and I
was sucking for all I was worth. I felt something at my hole, teasing it,
and it felt awesome! So, to return the favor, I began to poke at his hole
with my index finer too. After a few minutes of sucking, I couldn't hold it
off anymore. I had to shoot. Without warning, I shot countless strings of
juice down his ready throat. Surprisingly he took it all, not spilling any.

    He got up and grabbed his cock, pulling on it a couple times. He helped
me to sit up as he stood before me. I propped myself up on my arms and he
whispered "I'm not done yet." He slowly brought his cock back to my lips
and I sucked him the best I could. He was getting louder and louder. I
don't think that anyone could hear him, but if he got any louder, he
could've waken someone up. He was thrusting in and out of my mouth for all
he was worth until he grabbed the back of my head and jammed his cock in as
far as he could. I felt a warm stream of jizz hit and slide down the back
of my throat. It had a sweet but tangy taste. He stood there before me for
a moment, trying to regain his composure, I stood up after putting on my
boxers and wrapped my arms around his waist. I kissed his lips softly and
he kissed back, no tongue this time. We stopped and walked to the door
after he slid back into his boxers. I opened it and we went through the
hall, hand in hand. The nightlights were shining through the hall, and I
looked up at the one I had just had hot late-night sex with. "Thanks man,"
he whispered to me. "No prob, Corey," I replied.

-

   I jumped and woke up from my dream. I looked on my left side and saw
Corey sleeping, and on the right side, I saw Alex sleeping. The TV was
still on.

   `Just a dream,' I told myself a few times. I turned the TV off and
pulled down the covers to my knees. In real life, I would've been able to
tell who it was in the bathroom, no matter how dark so I could tell that
was a dream. But it was a hot one! I took my cock out and normally I`d
reach for the lotion, but afraid the `squishy` noise would wake someone, I
went dry. I began to stroke it, thinking about how nice it might be to have
Alex and Corey going at it with me. It didn't take long before I was
blasting all over myself. I cleaned up with the box of Kleenex on my
bedside counter and went back to sleep shortly after.


**


   It was Monday, the day in which we were to go to the news station
downtown. I woke up around 9 something, and naturally I rolled over to look
down at Alex. He was already gone, and I heard the shower running. I
glanced on the other side and saw Corey lying on his back, staring at the
ceiling. I silently looked at him, his rock hard chest exposed to anyone
who looked his way. The sheets he had stopped just below his belly button,
his hair was all ruffled and he looked like a little kid almost. He was
adorable.

    "Wassup kid?" I croaked out in my morning voice before clearing my
throat. He laughed.

    "Hey man. You sounded like a choking chickin', dude!" he laughed some
more. I smiled. He had a nice laugh - it went great with his voice...
boyish, but tough at the same time. I loved it.

    "Shut up, man. You almost ready to get up? We gotta get ready for that
show interview." I reminded him.

    "Oh yea, about that," he said silently, propping himself up by leaning
back on his elbows, "I was thinking... I wasn't in that crash or anything,
and I don't wanna be a fifth wheel with you guys, so I'll just stay back,
aight?"

    "No, man, you can come along. Alex won't care, and Tonio and Bobby will
like you a lot man," I bargained with him. Then I remembered something -
Bobby and that other guy. I saw them at the mall together, right after I
talked to Tonio, who sounded frantic worrying about him. It was a mess.

     ".....MAX?? You still with me? Earth to Max..." Corey squealed, waving
his arms slowly in the air, wiggling his fingers and making kid noises at
me. I laughed at him when I finally snapped out of it.

    "Yea, sorry. Like I said, I don't care if you come with us. And that
psychic said for you to stop whining and to go with the flow. She had to be
right, cuz I almost killed myself last night with the fire, like she said,"
I bargained some more with him with a fake frown on my face, "so just come
with us, iight?" he smiled at me. GOSH he was even more adorable when he
wasn't hiding behind his bad-boy image.

   "Aight, man, jeez! But I got the shower next, after Alex comes out."
Corey called out.

   "So, you like Alex?" I asked him out of curiosity.

   "Yea, he's cool," he answered me, staring back at the ceiling, "I'm
gonna go back home after we get back from the news place. I can't live here
with you guys. I`m gonna pick up a few things and go crash somewhere," he
finished. I looked down on him.

    "You can't go back there, man!" I worried aloud. He looked at me.

    "Man I can handle myself, ok? And its not like I can stay away from my
home forever! No matter how hard it is for me to stay there, I'll get by."
he argued with me silently.

    "Well at least let me go with you," I suggested. He smirked at me.

    "If you want to," he replied. So it was settled. After the interview,
we were going to his house to deal with his dad. About 5 seconds later,
Alex walked in the room, his body glistening with the water all over
him. Damn that towel wrapped around his waist!

   "Sorry if I use all the hot water," Corey laughed as he jumped up and
ran to the shower. I was dazed by looking at Alex, and he knew I wanted
him. Alex closed the door softly and walked over to my bedside. He stood
there with that sexy, seductive smirk on his face. I couldn't take it. I
reached over and yanked the towel off of him, only to find him wearing
black silk boxers underneath it. He almost doubled over in laughter when he
saw the expression on my face. I was pissed, but in a playful way.

   "Aww, sorry girlie-boy, lemme help you with that," he laughed as he
slowly pulled his boxers down to his ankles. My eyes were fixed on his
delicious boyhood hanging before me. He seemed to have had more pubic hair
than I remembered. Hell, it seemed like years since I've seen it with Corey
around. We wanted each other so badly, but I was so wrapped up in Corey
that we couldn't do anything about it.

    Alex came closer to me and helped me up until I was standing face to
face to him. The look in his eyes said it all. I saw the passion, the lust,
the love, the desire, the need. He bent his head a little to the side and
parted his lips, but stood completely still, his eyes fixed on me as if he
was burning the image of me into his brain. I leaned in slowly and pressed
my lips against his, and he kissed back with all he had. The heavy
breathing began almost immediately. His arms wrapped around me and held me
before pulling and pressing me against him. I put one hand on the back of
his head and the other was caressing his back, up and down. He slowly laid
me back on my bed, the water dripping off of his wet body and all over
me. I pulled apart from his kisses just long enough to tease him.

   "Man, get off my bed, you getting the sheets all wet!" I whispered to
him, smiling. He licked his lips a little and went back in for a second
round of kisses. We went at it some more before I noticed his rock hard
member practically stabbing my abs. Then I noticed that my boxers were
gone! I need to pay more attention, I totally missed him ripping them off
me. I felt him slowly inching the head of his cock down to my thigh, then
bringing it back up before resting it under my ballsac. I knew what he was
trying to do, and it wasn't gonna happen.

   "Alex, dude, we can't do this right now..." I moaned as he sucked and
licked on my neck. He brought his cock back up finally and rested it on top
of mine. It sent shivers up my spine, the feel of it. He licked around my
neck with the tip of his tongue and came back up to my lips and we started
kissing again. He rolled over onto his back after a few seconds, stroking
his cock. I looked into his eyes and I could tell he was dying for
relief. He begged me with his eyes to pleasure him. I had to resist.

    "Man, we can't do this right now, Corey could come in and bust us! And
my dad will be in here to check on us in a little," I whispered to him,
trying to convince myself more than him. I could tell he was a little
let-down because of the way he looked at me, but at the same time, I knew
that he understood why we couldn`t go that far. I rolled over on top of him
and we started to kiss again, longer than the first time. He rolled me over
and crawled on top of me after a few minutes, put his cock on top of mine
and started to thrust into me, and damn that felt great! We kept kissing as
we humped and before we knew it, we were splattering all over ourselves. My
hands were squeezing his butt cheeks and his arms were raised past my head,
grasping the headboard. He lay there on top of me for a minute or two as we
calmed down. He finally rolled over and got up. He grabbed the towel and
cleaned us up, before proceeding to dry off. By then, I was standing too.

   "Man I needed that. I almost forgot how it felt," Alex whispered to me.

   "Me too man, that was awesome," I whispered back. I was pulling on my
boxers while Alex continued to dry off.

    "Are you cool with Corey?" I asked him.

    "Yea, he's pretty cool, a cool person to hang out with, but you gotta
admit, him being around all the time kinda puts a damper on things. We
can't even kiss without worrying about him!" he complained while slipping
on his socks. I went over and grabbed some fresh clothes out of my closet.

    "Yea, I guess so, but he's pretty cool. And compared to what its like
at his house, I'd rather him stay around." I spilled to him. He looked over
and smiled at me.

    "That's just like you, man, always worryin' about other people. That's
one of the reasons I fell for you," he said quietly to me as he walked over
to me, with his towel thrown over his left shoulder, wearing only his white
footy socks and black Calvin Klein boxer briefs. He leaned in and kissed me
softly on the lips. He pulled away slowly, smiling that famous sexy smile
at me.

    "And when exactly did you fall for me?" I asked him, smiling back.

    "We've known each other practically all of our lives. I always thought
of you as a best friend, but about 3 years ago, I started to want you in
another way. I was 11 then, and I was just finding out about sex and
stuff. I was gonna get the nerve to ask you to be with me then, but then I
found out about the labels. Ya know, bi's and gays. I didn't want to be
called a fag, and I knew that if anyone called you a fag I'd beat their
ass." he told me, smirking all the time.

    I was surprised that we had feelings for each other all these years but
didn't do anything about it until now.

    "Man, we could've been together a long time ago! That sexy smirk makes
me wanna rape you sometimes, ya know," I admitted. He gave me that smirk
then, just to piss me off, make me hard, whatever his intention was. We
laughed a little. I heard the shower shut off. Corey was entering the room
with nothing but a towel on while I was heading out the door. We bumped
into each other and I glanced at him. He looked even better when wet! Damn,
I was having a dilemma. I wanted Alex so damn bad, but I sometimes lusted
after Corey. Maybe it was hormones. Maybe it was that I felt like I needed
to protect Corey, even though he was older and very capable of taking care
of himself. I don't know. All I knew was... He was Fine!

   I showered and got dressed for the interview. I coaxed dad into letting
Corey ride along, and we left the house around 12. It was really exciting,
and we were anticipating it like crazy. It took us about 15 minutes to get
downtown to the news station, and we parked in the front of the
building. It was huge - about 15 stories high, those mirrored, one sided
windows all over it, and a lot of dogwood trees and roses all around
it. There was a fancy sign at the top of the building that read "Studio 17
Plaza". We got out of the car and walked to the front entrance. I was
wearing a sky blue, collared shirt with denim faded blue jeans, finished
with my white K-Swiss shoes that I love so much. I had my hair jelled and
spiked. Alex looked equally charming, sporting a red Tommy Hillfiger
collared shirt with a white stripe going around the middle of it (outlined
in black), and black jeans with white Nike's. His hair was jelled and messy
- in the sexy style. My dad was dressed casually, wearing a white shirt and
blue jean pants. Corey looked handsome as well, tagging along in his black
leather jacket with a blue shirt underneath, black pants and white
Nike's. His hair was jelled and spiked, similar to mine.

    We finally got inside the building and my dad talked to the woman at
the service counter. The place was HUGE - dome ceiling with a giant
skylight on the roof. It was decorated like a fancy mansion you'd see in
the movies. Dad got a card from the woman and we headed to the elevator. We
took the one beside the other elevator that had a `caution' sign sticking
from the crack of the doors. It looked like that homemade sign could fall
out at any minute.

    We were so excited we could barely contain ourselves. We went up to the
15th floor (which was the top floor) and right when you step off the
elevator, you're inside a studio with numerous sets, cameras sitting and
hanging from every direction, TV's plastered to the walls, the whole 9
yards. It was cool. Dad read the card aloud to us - "Studio Station 10" -
and we walked along to find it. We found it and it was the set for "Extreme
Police Chases" that we'd seen on TV millions of times. Bobby and Tonio were
already there, sitting on the sofa in the center of the set. We maneuvered
around the cameras and cords to join them.

     "Hey guys!" I smiled at them as we found places to sit. Tonio and
Bobby smiled.

     "Wassup?" Tonio said, nodding his head upward. "Yea, sup?" Bobby said
to us.

     "Nothin much," I said back to them. Alex said 'wassup' to them both
and they greeted him back.

     "Oh guys, this is my friend Corey, and Corey, this is Tonio and
Bobby," I said to Corey, pointing to show him which was which.

     "Wassup guys?" Corey flashed his rare friendly smile at them. They
said 'hey' back and I could tell they were taken by his beauty and bad boy
style. We made small talk while we waited for the senior producer to come
in. Before long, I noticed Tonio's uncertain expression on his face, so I
called him to the side.

    "Tonio, come over here for a sec," I motioned to him as I got up and
walked out of the 3 sided set. When we were out of hearing range from the
others, we began.

    "Man, what's wrong?" I asked him. I knew him well enough to know that
something was eating him.

    "Dude, its Bobby. He acts like he's not into me anymore. Lately I've
been feeling like this relationship is completely one sided, ya know? Like
I'm the only one trying to make it work. Its really pissin me off too,
man!" Tonio was getting worked up over the situation. I thought about
seeing Bobby at the mall with that other guy. I didn't wanna tell him, but
I felt like I had to.

    "Well man, its like this... I think Bobby's seeing someone else," I
started. Tonio's eyes lit up with a murderous glare. I'd never seen him
like that before... it sent a chill up my spine.

   "Why would you say that?" He asked me, containing his temper as best he
could.

   "Well at the mall yesterday, I was eatin in the food court and I saw him
with this other guy... I heard him call the guy Chris." I told him.

   "That could've been a relative of his or something," Tonio said, giving
Bobby the benefit of the doubt.

   "I don't think so, man. They were talking all gooey and romantic to each
other..." I said, but it came out like a haunted whisper. I looked into
Tonio's eyes and his evil glare changed to another... it was strange, I
couldn't read him anymore. It was almost like he was mad, sad, furious and
confused all at the same time. I just know that I couldn't read it, and I
didn't know what he was thinking anymore.

   "Okay, is this the group for the extreme chases appointment at 12:30?" a
woman with a set of headphones with a microphone attached to it spoke to
the group in the set. Me and Tonio turned and went back.

   "Yea, that's us," my dad verified. The woman wrote something on her
clipboard and looked back up at us.

   "Well alright! I'm gonna go get the host and I'll be right back!" she
said, smiling, and she practically skipped down the wide hallway. A few
minutes later, the host of the show appeared with a smile on his face.

   "Hello folks!" he smiled at us. We smiled back.

   "Wassup, Mr. Robert Thorton?" Alex smiled back. Like I said earlier, we
were big fans.

   "Ahh, call me Rob. `Mr.' makes me feel old, and heck, I'm just 28!" He
smiled on us. We smiled along with him as he sat down in his chair and me,
Tonio, Bobby and Alex were gathered on the sofa across from him. My dad
stepped off to the side. Rob turned to look at the cameramen, and he made
some kind of signal with his hand before turning back to us.

   "When the cameraman screams `READY', then that means he's
filming. There's a few bright red lights that'll stay on until he stops
filming. One is right behind me on the wall by the TV, one is on his camera
and the other is hanging from the ceiling. We're not live, so this will be
edited. You guys ready?" he explained to us. We nodded with extreme
excitement and after a couple seconds, the cameraman screamed "READY!!" and
the theme music came on. It was a police siren by itself, then a bass beat
came on, and the whole theme came blasting through the speakers. It was
awesome!

-- -- --

   "And what was going through your mind when this happened, Bobby?" Rob
asked him, referring to when the car hit us and we flipped.

   "All I was thinking was that we were gonna die. I was terrified. Then,
when we finally stopped, I found myself thinking about the weirdest
things." Bobby answered with a slight look of pain on his face.

   "Like what, may I ask?" Rob said, glancing at the camera hanging from
the ceiling.

   "Well, I thought about how I never got to drive a car, how I'd probably
never get to be with my family again, and how I never got to try that new
flavored ice cream they have at the Dairy Queen." he said with a small grin
on his face. The rest of us smiled at the Dairy Queen comment. Rob turned
to the camera and said some things before asking more questions.  -- -- --

We began another 15 minutes of interviewing before the ending.

    "And that wraps up this edition of Extreme Police Chases 4. I'm your
host, the one and only Rob, and until next time. Good night!" and the theme
music came back on to close the show.

   "That was fantastic guys! Now this was just the practice
running. Tomorrow is the real deal. Now that you have the feel of things,
you'll be better prepared tomorrow. Same time and place, ok?" Rob told
us. My dad nodded and thanked him, and we left. We took the elevator down
to the lobby and left. We made small chatter about everything that was
going on in our lives and Tonio and Bobby rode along with us further
downtown to eat. If it weren't for my dad and Corey, we'd probably be
talking about sexual things, if you know what I mean!

     We got downtown and walked around. We walked around until we decided
to stop at the Subway nearby. There was a black Jeep double parking nearby
the Subway. We all looked at it and laughed to ourselves - the guy must be
drinking or something. We all went in and ordered whatever we wanted and
sat down. Dad said that he was gonna walk around the corner to order a
burger from this new place they put up, and he left the keys in his car and
left us at Subway. There was a big booth and over enough room for everyone
to sit. Corey went back up to the counter because they got his order wrong,
and Bobby went to the bathroom, so it was me, Alex and Tonio.

     "Man, Bobby is trippin guys! He is pushin me further and further away!
Its like he wants to break up or something!" Tonio whispered.

     "Well man, at the mall I saw Bobby with someone else, and they were
way closer than friends," I whispered back. "I'm not tryin to start
anything, but its not right what he's doin, ya know, and me and you are
best friends, so I had to tell you," I explained myself to him. He looked
like he was taking it pretty well, but I still couldn't read his facial
expressions very well. It was a mix between hurt and confusion I
think. Alex turned around and looked toward the doors like he heard
something.

     "Hold on, guys," he said to us before going to the doors and
leaving. Bobby and Corey were coming back now. Bobby sat close to Tonio and
Corey sat on my side. Tonio just gave Bobby a look like he knew something
Bobby didn't. After a few minutes of eating and small talking, we all heard
some loud screeching sounds and we jumped.

     "What the hell was that? Where's Alex?" I said aloud to the group. We
all kinda rush toward the door, knowing that Alex never returned and now we
were hearing things. We went outside and what I saw freaked me out.

            Alex's shoe and drops of blood were on the sidewalk and swirved
tire tracks were in the street. Alex was kidnapped!


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