Date: Tue, 24 Jan 2006 21:11:37 -0800 (PST)
From: torchrocket@yahoo.com
Subject: Stay with Me 3

All the warnings and legal stuff from previous chapters apply.

Yes, I'm still alive. So sorry it took me this long to write this chapter!

I know I emailed most of u and said that it'll be ready around Xmas
day... and here we are almost a month later! I'm not going to even make any
excuses, but then again I do have a very good reason that I can't tell you
:P

Anyways, you gutted through the long wait, and here's your reward!


Stay with Me
Chapter 3


    Dylan wasn't sure what woke him up. It was probably the smell of
breakfast sausages that emanated from downstairs in the kitchen, but then
again, the feeling that his bladder was about to burst could've also made
its contributions, not to mention the fact that his tool was hard enough to
hammer nails.

    Scrambling out of bed and almost tripping over his sheets along the
way, Dylan scampered out of his room and sprinted to the bathroom, his
boner wagging joyfully in the air. He spread his legs in front of the
toilet bowl and desperately attempted to empty his bladder, but his
rock-hard pecker made the job darn near impossible.

Groaning with frustration, Dylan scooted his firm little butt back while
leaning forward, resting a hand on the bathroom wall behind the
toilet. That seemed to help a little. Finally, the contents of his bladder
slowly and painfully made its way out of Dylan's body, creating a miserably
small stream of golden liquid from his dick into the toilet.

    Dylan sighed in relief after he was done. His peter thank god is also
beginning to deflate. It was when he reached the bathroom door that he
realized he was stark naked.

    Blushing slightly, Dylan opened the bathroom door just wide enough for
him to poke his head out. Scanning downstairs, he saw no sign of his
mother. Gritting his teeth, Dylan jerked the door fully open and made a mad
dash back to his room, breathing a sigh of relief when he closed his door.

    It took Dylan a minute to remember where he had put his boxers. He
pulled them on along with other pieces with of clothing, checking himself
in the mirror. He was wearing baggy cargo pants with a fitting black and
dark green t-shirt. He ran a hand through his blond hair roughly several
times, giving it a tousled kind of look. Not bad, he thought to himself,
grinning slightly, after which he headed downstairs.

    "Morning, mom." Dylan greeted his mother, trying to sound normal.

    "Morning, dear. Breakfast is on the table." Teresa was sitting on the
couch reading a newspaper.

    "Thanks." Dylan sat down at the table, forked a sausage and shoved the
whole thing into his mouth.

    "So since when did you decide to sleep naked?" Teresa asked innocently
after a while, peering at her son over the edge of the newspaper.

    Dylan choked on his mouthful of sausages and eggs. "How... how did you
know that?!" He managed to choke out after a few seconds of deafening
silence, his cheeks burning with embarrassment.

    "Well..." Teresa shifted slightly on the sofa, a smirk forming on her
face. "It was kind of hard to miss you when you went streaking on the
walkway upstairs."

    Dylan looked mortified, and Teresa couldn't help but break into fits of
giggles. "Oh relax honey! I've already se..."

    "Don't say it!" Dylan cut in quickly. He did not need to be reminded
that his mother has seen him in his birthday suit more times he can
count. "Just... just don't mention it ok?"

    Teresa giggled some more, but refrained from saying anything else, to
Dylan's relief. He hastily finished his breakfast, gave his mother a hug,
strapped on his backpack and walked to the bus stop.

    Even the school bus is quieter than usual without Codie. Dylan could
only rouse so much excitement by himself, and it was nothing compared to
their combined powers that usually felt like the bus was gonna tip over.

    Needless to say, the teachers were delighted that Codie was once again
absent from school. Apparently, they did not know what had really
happened. In a way, Dylan was somewhat relieved, as he certainly did not
want teachers and students alike swarming him with questions about Codie's
condition, as that would leave him in a rather awkward position, one that
he would rather not be in.

    Walking through the double doors of his school, Dylan groaned inwardly
at the prospect of another Codie-less day at school. And it was only
Wednesday! Codie had told him that he would be resting at home for around
five days, and that meant that he won't come back to school till at least
next week! Wondering how he was going to survive the next two days without
his comrade-in-pranks, Dylan did not notice when Kim walked up behind him
and tapped him on the shoulder.

    "Twitchy little boi, aren't you?" Kim smirked after Dylan retracted his
claws and jumped down from the ceiling, still recovering from the
near-heart attack.

    "Jesus Kim! You know I'm jumpy in the morning!" Dylan gasped with his
hand clutched over his heart. "And I feel especially vulnerable without my
brutha coverin' my back...know what I'm sayin'?"

    Kim cocked an eyebrow. "Uh huh..." She replied wryly. "Are you going
over to Codie's house after school?"

    "Either that or I'm quitting school. This place is like a torture
chamber when Codie's not around! Well, it's still one even if he is around,
but it would be a fun one."

    So, the two headed into their respective classrooms. Dylan did the best
to keep awake during the day, but despite his efforts he couldn't help but
fall asleep in history class, the droning voice of his teacher being no
help. Time seems to be purposely slowing down just to annoy him. Finally,
after an agonizing 7 hours the final bell rung.

    "The universe hates me." Dylan stated matter-of-factly as he approached
Kim's locker.

    A text book suddenly flew out from behind the locker door, heading
straight for Dylan, who was caught off-guard and allowed the book to hit
his chest rather painfully before he was able to clutch it with both arms.

    "OOF!" Dylan cried out as the heavy book thumped him. "What was that
for?!"

    "Take this to Codie when you go to his house today. The homework is in
the pages." Kim poked his head out from behind the locker door, smirking a
little seeing that the projectile had hit its intended target.

    "He HAS his own textbook you know..." Dylan scowled, rubbing a spot on
his chest where a corner of the book jabbed.

    "No he doesn't. It's in his locker."

    Dylan cocked an eyebrow. "Oh? How do you know that?"

"Through the magic of speech." Kim answered sarcastically, reaching into
her pocket and taking out her cell phone, giving it a slight wave.

    Dylan rolled his eyes. "Spare me... Wait, you're not coming?"

    "Nope. I have to help with the decorations in the commons for
Christmas."

    "Oh... we'll have fun with that..." Dylan gave Kim a quick hug. "And
yeah I'll say hi to Codie for you!" He quickly said when Kim opened her
mouth to speak.

    Kim gave Dylan a warm smile. "You have fun too."

    Dylan didn't take the school bus to Codie's house -- it was too slow in
his opinion. Instead he jogged there all the way from school, his backpack
bouncing on his back, a grin on his face the whole time. He sprinted the
rest of the distance all the way up to the door when Codie's house appeared
around the corner, knocking four times in rapid succession.

    "Come on in Dylan!" Lily's voice could be heard from within.

    Dylan opened the door and tried to keep his face straight. "Good
afternoon Mrs. Merlando." He nodded politely at Codie's mom, who was
sitting at the kitchen table reading a magazine. "Oh, are you making
oatmeal cookies again?" Dylan asked after the unmistakable smell reached
his nostrils.

    "Charming as always." Lily looked up and smiled at Dylan. "Yes I am,
but they're not done yet. I'll send some up when they are. Codie's in his
room by the way. Go on, I know you've been dying to see him all day."

    "OK! Thanks!" Dylan can no longer contain his excitement as he rushed
upstairs and into his best friend's room.

    Codie's room was larger than Dylan's. It has a full-sized bed, a desk
with a computer and CD cases here and there, an acoustic guitar leaning
against it, a TV stand with Codie's own PS2, and Green Day posters on the
wall. However Codie was not in his room.

    Dylan treaded through the clothes strewn about on the ground to the
restroom door, which was closed. "Codie?" He knocked on the door
lightly. "Are you in there?"

    No answer.

    "Hellooooooo? Oh Coooodie! If you don't answer in 3 seconds I'm coming
in!" Dylan sing-songed to the door while placing his hand on the
doorknob. He twisted it slightly and found that it was unlocked.

    Still no answer from within.

    "One... two... three! You had your chance!" Dylan said gleefully as he
twisted the doorknob as swung the door open.

    Nothing in this world was more terrifying and heartbreaking than
Dylan's scream of terror as he laid his eyes upon the scene in the
bathroom. Lying in a puddle of blood face down in his boxers was Codie,
both his wrists slit deeply and his left hand loosely clutching the same
razor he used previously in his failed attempt to leave this world.

    The sound of the bell woke Dylan up. He snapped his head up from the
table and looked around wildly with a confused look in his eyes, his shirt
partially plastered to his skin from the sweat. The realization of the
whole thing being a dream slowly came to him and his breathing slowed down
somewhat. He gathered up his things and headed out of the room, trying to
appear nonchalant.

    His worry rose up again, however, as he approached Kim's locker. Would
she still throw that book at me? Dylan thought anxiously. If she did, then
what happened to Codie could've happened also.

    His blood ran cold as the very same textbook from his dreams flew at
him again from behind Kim's locker. This time however he was ready for it
and caught it. Swallowing hard and desperately trying to stay calm, Dylan
asked in a trembling voice: "Did... did Codie call you before and tell you
to have me bring this book because he left his in the locker?"

    Kim poked his head out from behind the locker with a surprised look on
her face. "Yeah, he did. How did you know? Did he call you too?"

    That was it. Dylan turned around on his heels and bolted for the door,
his heart going roughly 286 beat per minute. He could hear Kim's confused
voice as she tried to call him back. Dylan didn't stop. He raced through
the hallway, trying to dodge the mass of students as best as he could, and
burst through the door as he began sprinting to Codie's house.

    It was truly a miracle Dylan did not get hit by oncoming cars as he
tore down the street. Angry horns honked at him as he took every little
chance to cross a street, leaving the nice crossing guard flabbergasted. He
managed to make it to Codie's house unscathed in record time, practically
leaving a trail of blaze in his wake he was running so fast.

    Dylan didn't bother to knock as he burst through the
door. Cookies... SHIT! His insides churned as he caught the aroma, which
didn't smell nearly as good now as it did in his dream.

    "Hi...can't talk...gotta pee...bye!" Dylan said hurriedly as he rushed
upstairs. He did not want to alarm her in the off chance that Codie was
fine.

    Crashing into Codie's room, Dylan once again noticed that it is
empty. He scrambled across the room and crashed into Codie's restroom
without knocking, expecting to see the limp body of his lover lying on the
bloody linoleum floor.

    "HEY! What the heck?!"

    Dylan froze. There was no blood and no unconscious Codie. There is,
however, an embarrassed and slightly angry Codie peeing in the
toilet. After about two seconds of silence Dylan rushed forward and hugged
the still-peeing Codie tightly from behind, who struggled to keep his aim
right.

    "Look, I know we've gone past the friend zone now, but we've gotta have
SOME boundaries, you know." Codie smirked after he finished peeing and
turned around, returning Dylan's hug.

    Dylan managed to giggle slightly as he quickly pecked Codie on the
nose. "Sorry... It's just that I had this dream that you... you... that you
tried THAT again..." Dylan motioned towards Codie's wrist. "And you were
lying in the bathroom in a pool of blood and you were bleeding from both
wrists and holding that same cursed razor you used before..."

    A finger found its way to Dylan's lips and discontinued the trembling
flow of words.

    "Hey now, calm down man. It's alright. You know I won't try that
again. Not ever. I have no reason to. We promised we'd stay with each other
forever, remember? I'm not about to go back on that promise."

    Dylan nodded quietly. Codie pulled back and gave his boy a reassuring
smile. He took his hand and led him out of the bathroom.

    "Hey! You didn't wash your hands!" Dylan said playfully a moment later.

    "So? I doubt that you washed yours after groping me yesterday." Codie
lightly patted Dylan's cheek a couple of times teasingly. "Oh, by the
way... you look sexy today."

    Seeing Dylan's cheeks turn slightly red after he said that, Codie
couldn't help but giggle. "I've always wanted to say that!"

    "Yeah yeah, have your fun!" Dylan shot back. "You're just jealous you
can't pull this off!" Dylan struck a pose after hopping onto Codie's bed.

    "Oh yeah?" Codie challenged, climbing onto the bed after Dylan. He
attempted to best his boy in the art of sexy-posing, but somehow Dylan's
poses were always more... graceful.

    "Hmm..." Codie thought for a while. "Maybe not... but I can pull THIS
off!" Without warning Codie's lightning fast hands reached over and
unbuttoned Dylan's pant button and yanked his pants down to his ankles,
leaving a stunned Dylan only in his boxers.

    It was during this unfortunate moment Lily chose to bring a plate of
delicious hot-fresh-from-the-oven oatmeal cookies up to Codie's room.

    "Here you go boys! Don't leave crumbs ev... oh my!" Lily quickly turned
around after she spotted Dylan with his pants around his ankles.  He
practically dove from the bed headfirst into the restroom. "I'm not even
going to ask!" Lily giggled and backed into the room, leaving the plate of
cookies on the desk.

    Codie was rolling around on the bed laughing his head off, ignoring
Dylan's pleas to throw his pants to him. Lily just smirked and shook her
head while she went back downstairs, muttering something about silly boys.

    "Jerk!" Dylan said angrily as he quickly ran to the bed and pulled on
his pants, giving Codie, who was still laughing, a hard shove.

    "Oh c'mon! You can't tell me you didn't find that funny... deep down."
Codie snickered.

    "Yeah, funny for YOU..." Dylan muttered irritably, sitting cross-legged
on the bed with his back towards Codie. "Ugh, forget it. I guess all moms
are seeing more of me than they should today..."

    "What?"

    "Never mind..." Dylan sighed and fell backwards onto the bed, closing
his eyes.

    Shrugging, Codie grabbed a cookie and held it in his mouth. He leaned
over Dylan's face and prodded his lips with the cookie. "I've got a treat
for you!"

    Dylan couldn't help but giggle when he opened his eyes. He opened his
mouth and lifted his head off of the bed slightly to take a big bite out of
the cookie, their noses touching briefly.

    "Oh god..." Dylan moaned. "These are so good. You guys can make a
fortune selling these." said Dylan, raising his head and tearing another
chunk of the cookie out of Codie's mouth.

    "Yeah, they are pretty good..." Codie commented, munching up the rest
of the cookie. "But I bet this tastes even better!"

    With that, Codie leaned in again and planted a succulent kiss on
Dylan's lips, which was returned eagerly. Without breaking the kiss, Codie
climbed on top of Dylan, straddling both legs on his sides. He pulled back
and just sat on Dylan's groin, smiling down at the cute face of his lover.

    "Uh, not that I don't enjoy this, but I think you better get off me
now. If your mom comes in we'd have a hard time explaining why we're in
this position... and the tent in our boxers." Dylan commented with a smirk,
thrusting his hip upwards a couple of times lightly.

    "Ohhhh..." Codie moaned through closed eyes. "You do that again and I'm
gonna get thrown in jail for sexual molestation of a minor."

    Grinning mischievously, Dylan thrust his hips again, more forcefully
this time.

    Codie opened his eyes and looked down on the smiling face of his lover,
a surprised expression forming on his face, which was quickly replaced by
an identical grin on Dylan's face. Hopping off the bed, Codie rushed to the
door and shut it, turning the lock. Then he leapt the distance between the
door and the bed, landing next to Dylan, whose heart beat wildly and pants
tented out prominently in anticipation of what's going to happen in the
next minute or two.

    Codie reached a hand over and unbuttoned Dylan's pants again. He was
about to pull it off before a hand reached over and grabbed his wrist.

    "Wait..." Dylan panted. "Do you mind if we do this... Friday? I'll
sleep over at your place and we can do it properly."

    "Oh... uh, s... sure." Codie mumbled after a few seconds of silence,
pulling his hand off and sitting up on the edge of the bed.

    Zipping up his pants, Dylan also sat up on the edge of the bed next to
Codie. "Well that was the best sex I've ever had." Dylan smirked, draping
an arm across Codie's shoulders, expecting a smart-ass reply across his
buddy.

    There was none, however. Codie slumped his shoulders some more and
turned his face away from Dylan.

    "Codie?" Dylan tried to look at his lover's face, but Codie kept
turning away from him, eventually falling back onto the bed with his face
buried in the pillow.

    Dylan is confused. He couldn't wait to express his love to Codie
either, but he didn't expect Codie to act like this just by suggesting that
they wait till Friday... then it suddenly dawned on him.

    "Codie? You aren't by any chance sad because you thought I was
rejecting you and thinking that you aren't cute enough for me are you?"

    Codie sniffled once, but didn't answer.

    Grinning, Dylan lay down by his boy and positioned his mouth next to
his ear. "You know that's not it Codie. I think you're the sexiest kid in
school, and I bet lots of girls agree with me. I just thought that our
first time should be, you know, official. I wanna do it properly, not with
your mom downstairs, and me hoping she won't come upstairs again to
interrupt us when we were in the middle of... you know. That's all, I
swear!"

    Codie turned his head slightly and peered at Dylan with one eye, a
small grin adoring his face. "I love you." Codie whispered.

    "I. Love. You. Too." Dylan replied firmly, planting a kiss on Codie's
head.

    Codie sat up and kissed Dylan on the cheek, blushing slightly. "Sorry
about that..."

    "Don't sweat it!" Dylan cut in before he could finish, his gaze falling
onto Codie's guitar. "Besides, you can always make it up by playing me a
song!"

    Raising an eyebrow, Codie hopped off of the bed and grabbed his
guitar. "You know, now that you mentioned it, there IS a song I kinda wanna
play for you... I've been playing it for a while now, but no one has heard
me playing it... not even you. It's the song I play whenever I start
thinking about you and whether we will ever be together." Codie blushed
some more, tuning his guitar.

    "Ohhhh!" Dylan's eyes lit up. "That's so sweet! What song is it?"

    "It's called `True', by Ryan Cabrera. Have you ever heard of it?"

    Dylan thought for a bit. "I've heard people mention it, but I haven't
actually heard of the song."

    "Oh. Even better then! Just sit back and enjoy." Codie strummed a
couple of times to make sure that the guitar is in tune, then he cleared
his throat, getting ready to play for his lover.

    "Oooooh! Will you be singing for me too you little bard?" Dylan teased.

    "Hey c'mon now! I'm trying to be serious here! This song means a lot to
me you know..."

    "Ok, ok. Sooowwy!" Dylan replied in his sheepish silly voice.

    Shaking his head a couple of times and flashing Dylan a quick `I
forgive you' grin, Codie began to play the song he wanted Dylan to hear for
the past half a year.



    "I won't talk, I won't breathe,

    I won't move till you finally see,

    That you belong with me..."



    Codie's gentle voice and soft picking of the guitar reverberated around
the room. Dylan sat there with his mouth open, slowly being hypnotized by
the entrancing music.



    "You might think, I don't look,

    But deep inside the corner of my mind,

    I'm attached to you...

    I'm weak, It's true...

    Cause I'm afraid to know the answer...

    Do you want me too?

    Cause my heart keeps falling faster......

    I've waited all my life, to cross this line,

    To the only thing that's true...

    So I will not hide, it's time to try,

    Anything to be with you...

    All my life I've waited... this is true......"



    Codie isn't exactly American Idol material. In fact, his singing is
mediocre at best. But to Dylan, it is the sweetest, most beautiful sound
that ever greeted his ears. He sat still as a statue, even breathing
lightly, afraid to disrupt the music. Slowly, the rest of the world seemed
to dissolve to Dylan; everything was edging away from reality as they melt
away like a dream until only Codie, his gentle voice and the soft melody
from the guitar remained.

    A single tear forced its way out of Codie's closed eye, rolling slowly
down his cheek. He didn't stop, however, as he kept playing and pouring his
heart and soul into the lyrics.



    "All my life I've waited............ this is true..."



    Codie quickly wiped away the tear once the song was finished. He gave
Dylan an awkward grin and noticed that Dylan was still staring at him
intently with his mouth hanging open.

    "Uh... hello? Earth to Dylan! Anyone home?" Codie reattached Dylan's
jaw and waved a hand in front of his eyes. "What did you think of the
song?"

    "I... I..." Snapping back to reality, Dylan searched frantically for
words that won't make him sound like an idiot, however he found none. So
instead of talking, Dylan leapt onto the younger boy and engaged him in a
most passionate kiss, taking Codie by surprise and causing both of them to
fall backwards onto the bed.

    "Wow..." Codie panted afterwards. "That was the best review I've ever
got."

    "Shh! No talking! Just... just stay here with me for awhile... please?"
Dylan pleaded, leaning over and giving Codie a peck on the temple.

    Codie nodded softly. The boys shifted a bit on the bed and ended up in
the position back in the hospital, with Dylan's head resting on Codie's
chest and one leg draping over his. Codie stroke Dylan's wispy hair
lovingly, occasionally placing a kiss on top of his head. The two stayed
like this for about ten minutes, their hearts content and filled with love
for one another.

    Dylan's head rose and fell along with Codie's chest. He couldn't
believe how happy he felt just lying here with his boy.  Resting his head
on Codie's chest and just listening to his heartbeat had quickly became his
favorite pastime as everything else moves down in rankings of importance to
make room for the new champion.

    Dylan's cell phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence and making both
boys flinch slightly. Dylan groaned and sat up on Codie, pulling out his
phone. It was Kim.

    "Hey Kim. What's up?"

    "Was gonna ask you that. Why did you suddenly freak out or whatever and
ran out of the school?" Kim's puzzled voice could be heard on the other
end.

    "Oh... hehe, nothing. Just had a bad dream." Dylan blushed and avoided
Codie's eyes.

    "Ooook... well anyways did you give him the book?"

    Dylan looked around and spotted the textbook that he flung onto the bed
when he first ran in. He leaned over and grabbed it, and let it freefall
onto Codie's stomach, make Codie emit a cute grunt. "There, I'm on top of
it." Dylan smirked, right before he was grabbed and pinned down by Codie a
few seconds later.

    . "Sounds like you two are having fun... well anyways I gotta go. See
you guys later!" Their angelic giggling couldn't help but make Kim
smile. She heard Dylan shout "Bye!" before the line went dead. She put the
cell phone back in her pocket and turned around to head to the commons, but
not before running into someone and knocking both of them down.

    "Ouch!" Kim squealed after painfully falling on her hip, accompanied by
a grunt from the person she knocked down.

    "I'm so sorry! Are you ok?" A boy's voice sounded in her ear, a hand
reaching down to help her up.

    Kim took the hand and got up with a wince.

    "Yeah... I'm f..." Kim's reply was cut short after looking at the face
of the owner the hand belonged to.

    Staring back at her was the most beautiful pair of eyes she had ever
seen. The color was nothing but mystical, greenish blue, almost
emerald-like but not quite. Long, wavy and fiercely blonde hair crowned his
head, split in the middle and hung down in graceful locks, partially
concealing his eyes. His petit nose and mouth looked so delicate they look
as if they had been carved of the finest marble by ancient expert Roman
craftsmen.

    "I... err... ummm..." Kim felt herself turn red. The nameless boy was
so cute she was having trouble breathing around him.

    "I'm... I'm Kim..." She managed to choke out and gave his hand, which
she still didn't let go of, a quick shake. "Umm... what... how come I've
never seen you before?"

    The mystery boy gave Kim a knowing smile, which prompted her to turn
away in fear of what she might do to him if he stared at her for too
long. "You wouldn't. I'm new here. I start classes on friday." He replied
in his smooth boyish voice. "I'm Beau. Beau Hunter. Nice to meet you."


Chapter 3 end


Author's notes:
And thus ends chapter 3!

Yes, the character Beau is also real (except for last name) and is a friend
I made recently. And yes Kim's reaction is perfectly normal if someone as
gorgerous as Beau is standing in front of you :P But as always, the
characters may be real but the story is NOT.

The lyrics in this chapter are from the song "True" by Ryan Cabrera. I
think it's an awesome song so please go listen to it! Even better, listen
to it while reading that section of the story :P

For those of you despairing thinking about how long it's gonna take for
chapter 4 to come out... Well I really don't know for sure myself. But
really, it couldn't possibly take as long as Chapter 3! This chapter took 2
months ten days and some change! So if you gutted through this wait, you
can survive the next one! :P I'll do my best so you won't have to though!

Is my writing improving? Am I getting worse? Or am I staying about the
same? I wouldn't know for sure if you don't email me! I love receiving
feedback after a chapter. Who wouldn't? It's you guys whom I write the
story for! If you worked hard on something for others to enjoy you wanna
know that they're enjoying it(or not)!

So whatever you thought of the story so far, let me know please! My email
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