Date: Sun, 21 Sep 2014 20:40:45 -0700
From: Harrison Westbourne <harrisonwestbourne@yahoo.com>
Subject: SIGHT UNSEEN: CHAPTER 2

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BRIEF RECAP OF SIGHT UNSEEN: CHAPTER 1

STEVEN'S VIEW

Alex's family encouraged conversation about whatever they wanted, provided
it wouldn't be make anyone ill.  His parents were genuinely interested in
what their children had to say or help them with any of their concerns.
Tonight was Alyssa's turn to clear the table and when I offered to help she
politely refused since I was a guest.  I felt a little guilty as Alex led
me upstairs to change into our swimsuits.  In his room, he quickly stripped
naked with no shyness or concern that I was there.  It must be something he
learned being blind because I still turned away from him while changing my
clothes.  I know it seems silly but I was nervous and afraid I might become
aroused watching him.  He had a cute firm ass and a caught a glimpse of his
pubes before turning away out of shyness.  There was a lap pool built into
a year-round greenhouse so that the kids could exercise even in bad
weather.  We grabbed some towels and headed into a large glass wonderland
filled with plants everywhere.  In the middle of this amazing space was the
pool which was heated and could be set for lap swimming.

SIGHT UNSEEN: CHAPTER 2

STEVEN'S VIEW

Alex showed me to the entrance area and we set the lap resistance to mild.
It was odd to be swimming without really moving but cool at the same time.
The water was so warm as we practiced our various strokes for about an
hour.  After that was over, we turned off the waves and just floated and
splashed each other until it began to get dark outside.  Alex's father came
in about 9pm and said he was going to run the cleaning cycle on the pool.
We crawled out and dried off before going back to his room.  Again I felt
odd changing into my pajamas without underwear.  Alex looked so handsome
that I asked if I could draw his picture.  He blushed and said sure before
asking where I wanted him to sit.  I got him posed on the window seat
overlooking his backyard.  There was moonlight streaking across his face
which gave him the looks of an angel.  As he sat there, I carefully
sketched him taking extra care to capture every detail of his face and his
package.  Something inside made me need to do this in case we never saw
each other again.  I don't know why he has become so important tome in such
a short time.  Never before had I ever concentrated so hard on a subject
that I blocked out everything until Alex's mom came to tell it was bedtime
at 11pm.  Because the drawing wasn't finished, I told them I would show
them when I was done.  Putting away my supplies, we crawled into the bed
with me on Alex's right side.  As soon as I heard him snoring, I gave him a
quick kiss on the cheek before snuggling up close and drifting off to
sleep.

ALEXANDER'S VIEW

I was thrilled having my first real friend sleeping over at my house.  It
was surprising that his parents didn't seemed that concerned whether he was
at home or not.  After eating dinner, I took Steve swimming in our large
greenhouse room.  Dad was a fanatic about exercise and had this room
constructed with a large lap pool so we could stay active even in the
winter.  As we changed in my room, I sensed that Steve felt shy undressing
in front of me even though I can't see him.  Personally, I thought it was
cute and made me worry about becoming aroused.  Deep in my heart I was
starting to develop feelings that were stronger than friendship but I'm
sure he's straight.  We swam until Dad came in at 9pm to run the cleaning
cycle.  Heading back to my room, we got ready for bed when Steve asked if
he could draw a picture of me.  I knew he was an artist but didn't feel
that I was a pretty enough subject.  His voice was filled with so much hope
and a hint of desire that I couldn't help but agree.  He sat me in a pose
on the window seat facing the backyard.  As he drew he described how the
full moon was creating beautiful shadows and highlighting my eyes.  I
struggled to remain as still as I could while trying not to blush.  How I
hope he didn't notice that I was beginning to get hard from the idea of his
eyes lingering all over my body.  The longer I sat there, the more I
imagined his hands and lips replacing his eyes.  SHIT!  Was I falling in
love with a boy I've only known a week?  What do I do if he finds out and
hates me?  My mind began to race through all the possibilities, causing my
blood pressure to rise.  Just when I thought I would scream from the panic,
Mom knocked and told us it was time for bed.  Relieved, I crawled in first
and Steve joined me laying against my right side.  It felt so right having
him cuddle with me that I had to control my erection in case he got freaked
out by it.  Being close to him, I drifted off rather quickly until I felt
him kiss my cheek.  The last thing I remember was Steve emitting a
contented sigh and then silence.

STEVEN'S VIEW

That night, all I could do was dream about how to tell Alex why I actually
had the braces.  It was a story that would make him hate me like everyone
else had at my last school.  Ever since I was nine, I have dreaded bedtime.
My brother Mason was 14 that year and was "dating" quite a few of his
classmates.  The problem happened to be that none of them were putting out
for him so he was extremely horny all the time.  One night he came home
after another unsuccessful date having gotten a little drunk from
frustration.  I was in the middle of my bath when he stumbled into the
room.  At first, he didn't see me as he pulled out his dick to pee but then
he started masturbating.  Trying to be extra quiet, I stayed very still
until I accidentally sneezed from the cooling water.  Mason turned and gave
me this look of surprise before locking the bathroom door.  Facing me, he
slowly stripped off his clothes and walked towards me with his hard cock
bouncing the entire time.  It was at least 7 inches long and thick as he
sat on the side of the tub.  Reaching out his hand, he grabbed the back of
my head and forced it into his crotch, telling me to open up and suck him
or he would tell my friends I liked dick.  Having little choice, I took him
in my mouth and tried to suck as much as a could.  He kept pushing more and
more in until I had almost two-thirds of it stuffing me.  This went on for
almost ten minutes until I felt him swell up and then his cum shoot down my
throat.  I couldn't move until he was certain I had swallowed every drop.
From that day on, he would come into my room at night to get his rocks off.
Luckily, he never seemed interested in fucking me since he got a steady
girlfriend who gave him sex all the time.  I only had to service him
whenever she had her period or was out of town with her family.

My parents never knew what was happening since Mason threatened me with
violence if I told.  The secret ended up being revealed when my younger
brother Samuel came into the bathroom while I was performing my nightly
duty.  We didn't see him in time but heard him yelling as he ran to fetch
our father.  The next thing I knew, Dad was standing there demanding to
know what happened.  Mason lied and claimed that I instigated the entire
event, even managing to create a few tears.  When I denied it and tried to
explain what had been going on, he backhanded me into the bathtub.  I got
up to find blood gushing out of my mouth and my teeth loose.  Dad got even
madder since he had to run me to the hospital, yelling that I had to say I
slipped or he would hit me again.  The doctors ended up sending me to an
emergency dentist who had to install braces to prevent my teeth from
falling out.  Since that night, Mason has avoided me all the time, not even
acknowledging me unless he had to drive me somewhere.

AUDREY'S VIEW

Around 1am, I thought I heard strange noises coming from Alex's room.
Thinking the boys were still up playing, I tiptoed over and quietly opened
the door.  In the dim light from the window, I could see two small figures
holding on to each other as if their very lives depended on one another.
Both boys had such looks of serenity and love on their faces that I crept
out without making a single sound.  It turned out that a stray branch from
the tree by the house was scraping against the siding.  (That WILL have to
be dealt with in the morning!)  My heart was so filled with hope that this
young boy Steve would turn out to be either a loving companion or at least
a true friend for Alex.  He always had so much trouble with other kids who
were afraid because he couldn't see.  The idea that he was gay also scared
him even though we were sure nobody outside the family knew.  I guess all I
can do right now is watch and pray that this relationship doesn't end up
with him being hurt.

ALEXANDER'S VIEW

I woke to find the room filled with sunlight.  Yes, technically I couldn't
see but like so many blind individuals, I was able to sense extremely
bright light.  My body felt warm and heavy on my right side when I
remembered that Steve had crawled beside me.  Not wanting to disturb him, I
somehow managed to extricate my body from his and made my way to the
bathroom.  Taking care of my morning business, I checked my special watch
to find it was on 8am.  Going back in my room, I could still hear Steve
sleeping so I put on some sweat pants and a T-shirt before heading down to
the kitchen.  Once there, I set up some cinnamon rolls that we pre-made and
froze on a tray to bake while I made a pot of tea.  I never thought to ask
if Steve drank tea but there were other things available if he didn't.
Setting the small table in the breakfast area with plates, silverware, cups
and napkins, I was just finishing when I heard a surprised noise from
behind me.  Turning around, I was greeted by Steve telling me how amazing
everything looked.  I thought for a moment he was going to kiss me as I
felt his breath get closer to my face but then my family entered.  He
seemed to jump back as everyone "Oohed" and "Aahed" over what I had set up
for breakfast.  Mom helped me ice the warm rolls and fill the tea pot as
the others got anything else they wanted.  We had fresh fruit salad and
whipped cream along with what I made.  Sitting down, we said a quick
"Grace" before I leaned over to ask if Steve liked tea.  He whispered yes
and reached over to squeeze my hand.  I could just feel the smile and love
radiating from him as he held on for a few seconds before scooping some
fruit and cream into a bowl.  With a large, fresh roll covered in lots of
icing, it was the perfect continental-style meal for the morning.

ALAN JR'S VIEW

My little bro brought home his first real friend ever for the week-end.  I
guess we all worried that he'd be alone since so many kids made fun because
he was blind.  When he came out to us, I got more concerned since I had
enough trouble when word leaked out that I was bisexual last year.  Alex
was smaller than the rest of us so Alyssa and I watched over him as much as
possible during school.  Being in a new building with complete strangers
made things difficult since we had no idea who were the people to be
careful around yet.  Steve seems like a sweet kid and from what I see under
the table really likes Alex.  They are both trying to scope out the other's
feelings but there are little clues about the way they think.  The hand
holding, constant touching, and even the blushing and giggling are dead
giveaways that they might be falling in love.  I hope they do because I
know what it feels like to have that intimacy.  Still, I worry that other
kids will be cruel and I don't want them to suffer.

My boyfriend, Paul Jenova and I had been very careful but were still outed
at our last campus.  We both were bi but felt strongly enough about each
other to try dating exclusively.  I admit that it was nice knowing I had
this cute boy as mine.  Paul stood about 6 feet 3, just an inch taller than
me, but had far more muscles from playing rugby.  With his short-cropped
brown hair, chiseled features, and hazel eyes, there were lots of other
students, both male and female, that wanted him.  We grew up together
having met in kindergarten and becoming best friends.  As the years
progressed, Paul and I did almost everything with each other.  Our parents
called the "Lost Twins" since you rarely saw either of us alone.  Spending
all that time being inseparable gave us plenty of opportunities to see each
other naked.  As I got older, I spent more time trying to catch glimpses of
his small firm butt and his developing manhood.  When puberty kicked into
high gear, my fantasies were about being naked in bed and exploring his hot
body with my hands and lips.  Many nights I would go to be after
masturbating while imagining sucking him or being fucked by him.  Paul
became my everything even while I dated a couple of different girls from
our class.  I admit I had sex with those dates but somehow still came back
to images of my very best friend.

When I turned 13, Paul and I went swimming in our family greenhouse pool
when we began horsing around and trying to dunk each other.  Grabbing onto
wet bodies, my hand latched on his crotch where I found a rather large
erection greeting me.  Pulling away quickly, I blushed and tried to move as
far from Paul as I could.  Before that happened, he grabbed my head and
kissed me passionately.  Shocked by his response, I threw my arms around
him and kissed back.  We ended up in my room staring as we undressed. This
time was so different than previous ones because we knew this moment would
change our lives forever.  Once naked, Paul approached me, took my hand,
and led me to my bed.  Pulling me down next to him, our lips met and our
hands explored every inch of naked flesh they could reach.  I ended up on
my back while he moved down my neck and attacked my ears.  Electricity
surged through my body as I felt him trace his tongue down my chest and
teased my sensitive nipples.  His hand was caressing my throbbing cock as I
arched my back forcing my chest against his mouth.  As his head moved
towards my private area, he swung his legs up by my head giving me a
face-to-face shot of his large powerful cock.  It was almost 8 inches long
and tapered to a thick base.  Tentatively, I took it in my hand loving the
feeling of warmth and his pulse as I pumped gently.  As I was reveling in
the feel of the smooth skin and warmth of his erection, Paul's tongue
started caressing my cock and swirling around the head.  It took all my
strength not to shot my load that very second but he made it even more
difficult when I felt his lips wraps around my shaft.

Deciding not to let him have all the fun, I licked his head and was hooked
on his sweet fluids.  Opening my mouth wide, the head entered followed by
as much of the shaft as I could take without gagging.  Soon the room was
echoing with the moans and slurps of two men discovering their true
feelings for each.  Paul must have had previous experience because he did
things that one doesn't know on their first try.  We both used every inch
of our tongues to bring the other to the heights of passion.  I knew my
orgasm was approaching and warned my partner but he just worked me harder.
A few seconds later and I exploded into his mouth causing him to release
his climax as well.  It took us several minutes to recover enough to speak.

"I've wanted you for a long time," Paul said.  "I thought you liked girls."

Smiling, I kissed him and replied, "I wondered if you did too."

We lay close together and talked about our preferences.  Paul felt he was
more gay than I but understood if I still wanted a girl for sex now and
then.  I explained that although I did like sex with women, I would be
faithful unless we both agreed on an open-relationship.  This statement
sent Paul into a fit of hysterics and crying, which made me hug him and try
to soothe him.  I don't know what happened but I wonder if it had anything
to do with his parents getting a divorce.  It had been a huge bit of gossip
when they split and there were rumors of all the various reasons.  He was
cheating, she was cheating, they both were cheating and the list went on
and on.  I thought the strangest one that I heard was that Paul's mom was
jealous of the amount of time he and his dad spent by themselves.  My
mother thinks it helps a parent/child relationship to have some one-on-one
moments with each other.  The rumor suggested that Paul's dad was getting a
little more "intimate" with his son than most people would allow. Now I've
known the family for years and never once thought Mr. Jenova was into boys.
He was friendly and slightly touchy-feely but never crossed a line that I
had seen.  Paul, being my boyfriend, never confided in me that anything was
going o either so it had to be a lie.

PAUL'S VIEW

I hate to have Alan see me acting like a baby but I can't help myself.
Whenever I fall in love with someone, they don't feel the same.  This time
is the worst because I knew Alan was my true love the minute we met We were
only 5 years old on our very first day of kindergarten when nap time came.
He moved all the way across the room to ask if he could lay next to me and
all I could do was nod yes.  From that day forward, we were almost never
apart until we had family meals or go to bed.  Now when I wan to be his
boyfriend, he's suggesting an open relationship since he still likes girls.
How stupid am I to show my true feelings?  When will I ever learn to be
careful?

TO BE CONTINUED...

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