This story is a work of FICTION. The events described have only occurred in my mind. Any similarities to actual events or persons are strictly coincidental.
THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF CONSENSUAL SEXUAL ACTS BETWEEN HIGH SCHOOL AGE MALES. IT IS INTENDED FOR A MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY! IF YOU FIND THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, OR IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, OR UNDER THE LEGAL AGE TO VIEW SUCH MATERIAL THEN PLEASE READ NO FURTHER.
This is my first attempt at at producing a story like this and any advise or comments you have would be most welcome. Send them to Rob at robertkelly@live.co.uk
Chapter Three Our Little Secret
After David had finally eaten something they just sat there on the edge of David`s bed. It seemed to Chris that nearly every moment he had been around David had been filled with silence and once again they were plunged into an understandably awkward hush.
It was so strange for Chris. He had never even kissed a girl never mind a boy. He was so confused. Was he gay? He didn't know. This was a first for him. Nothing made sense, except the fact that weird or not, this felt good.
They both started to speak at the same time.
Chris: "Look David..."
David: "Chris I..."
They both shared a nervous giggle.
"You go first." said David.
"Well, I don't know what to say really, I don't know what happened."
"Well, I'm not sure, I mean I might be completely stupid or something, but I think we kissed," David replied sarcastically.
"Oh very funny! I meant I dont know what happened, as in why we kissed. I mean were not gay or anything."
"Speak for yourself."
"What?" Chris replied in shock. "You mean, you're gay?"
"Look I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kissed you either and if me being gay is a problem for you then I can ask to be moved again."
"No, I don't want you to move. It's just a shock that's all. You don't even look gay."
"That's funny coming from the straight guy who's just kissed another lad."
"I don't know if I'm straight."
"But you said..."
"I know what I said," Chris cut him off. "It's just - promise you won't laugh at me?"
David gave him a roll of the eyes.
"As if I'm going to laugh at you. You've got enough shit on me to make my life here even worse than it already is, if you wanted to.
"Right, well it's just - I'm a complete virgin. You're the first person I've ever kissed."
"What's so embarrassing about that? I think it's a good thing that you're not a slut, and it's kind of cute that you're waiting. Life's not all about sex."
"That's what I said," agreed Chris.
"The question is, though, did you like the kiss?"
Chris paused for a moment to think about the question. It wasn't difficult to answer. The answer was "yes". Damned right he enjoyed it. That kiss was the best he had ever felt in his whole life but then again, he had nothing to compare it to.
Still in thought, he looked over to his own bed a few feet away and then above the bed he scanned the wall stopping on the posters of the hot girls. He imagined what it would be like to kiss one of them. Nothing! It did nothing for him anymore. He had used those posters in his fantasies because he had nothing else to use or compare them with. Now the thought of kissing David, maybe touching David, holding David, undressing David...
"God he's fucking hot!" thought Chris.
He turned back to David and said, "I know the answer to your question."
Chris shuffled up the bed a little to be closer to David and without hesitation he moved in to kiss him.
David responded enthusiastically and kissed him back more forcefully and deeper than before. He brought his hands up and held Chris's face gently as the kiss intensified.
Chris wrapped his arms around David and held him close and stroked his back affectionately.
He was getting lost in the moment and was completely intoxicated in David's smell and the taste of his lips. He felt so good, so hot, almost breathless.
Unconsciously he let his tongue begin to wander into his new friend's mouth and it was welcomed without protest.
Their tongues wrestled with each other back and forth, sweet tastes intermingling inside their mouths.
If there was ever a more perfect moment more natural moment, neither boy had ever experienced it.
In all the ecstatic hormonal confusion hands began to wander of their own free will.
David let his hands slide down the back of Chris's neck all the way down to the base of his spine. Still kissing him intensely and passionately, he found the bottom of Chris's t-shirt where he slipped his hands under, finally touching bare skin. He started pulling his t-shirt up until finally they had to break the kiss for a few seconds to take it off completely.
David quickly threw it to the floor along with his own t-shirt and pulled Chris close to continue the kiss. This time he let his hands run up Chris's smooth chest and hard nipples.
Chris let out a slight moan of appreciation from being touched like this for the first time in his life and David took this as a sign to continue. He slowly leaned into Chris and pushed him flat on the bed. Chris let his legs open so that they could be more comfortable as the passion continued.
David was lying on top of Chris now as their kiss became stronger and the rhythm faster. Their breathing was heavy and to add to the excitement they could now feel each others hard dicks pushing against each other through their jeans.
David broke the kiss once again, this time to let his mouth play with other parts of Chris's body. He gently started kissing his neck, being careful not to leave any marks and slowly worked his way down to his chest, kissing his skin in little gentle pecks. He licked around one of Chris's nipples, then took it into his mouth and started sucking.
Chris, this time, let out a much more audible moan and his breathing became much more erratic. Chris gripped David's back a bit more forcefully and, completely oblivious to his actions, let his hormones take over and, like most lads his age, started thinking with his dick.
He started thrusting against David and their cocks began rubbing against each other more rapidly. David returned the favour and soon they had a rhythm going.
Chris's head was buzzing. This was all happening so fast, too fast.
"Fucking hell! Fucking hell!" was all Chris could think to himself.
He was overwhelmed by the sudden experience. Twenty minutes ago he thought he was straight and now his jeans where being unbuttoned by another lad.
"Wait a minute," Chris thought.
He was coming to his senses now.
David had taken Chris's trainers off, undone his jeans and now he was sliding them down past his knees. He pulled them off and threw them on the floor with the rest of their cloths. Chris was lying there in nothing but his boxers with his dick sticking out hard against the fabric.
David now went back to kissing Chris's body. This time it was his stomach he started with and once again he moved lower and lower, kissing him in little pecks past his belly button till he was kissing the thin line of dark hair disappearing into Chris's CK boxers. He put his hands on Chris's waist and tucked his thumbs behind the band of his friend's underwear.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! This is crazy, it's too soon, you don't even know the guy!" screamed Chris's now completely alert and conscious mind.
He was so scared and so confused. He didn't know what to do. He felt so guilty for leading David on, but he had to stop this, he wasn't ready for it, not yet.
David slowly pulled on the band inching Chris's boxers lower and lower revealing a nice little bush of black hair. He pulled them even lower until the base of Chris's cock was visible and...
"Wait! Please, David, I'm sorry. I can't, I... I'm just not ready. Please, we need to stop."
David let go of Chris's underwear and shuffled back to let him get up.
Chris got off the bed, pulled his jeans back on, and went over to the window. He stared out into the garden which was now in darkness, and then beyond where Blackpool Tower could be seen in the distance lit up by the flashing white lights that ran to the very top of the tower. Many thoughts raced through his mind.
"What the fuck am I doing, I'm not gay? Am I gay? This is wrong, I can't believe I did that. What if someone found out? Fuck, it felt good. That's bad, it shouldn't feel good. What would Nathan say If he found out? Shit what would Trish say? They would hate me. Nathan would probably knock me out."
His head hurt from the thinking and the worrying. His erection certainly wasn't an issue anymore either. It had deflated with his mood; so had David's. Neither boy knew what to do. They both knew it shouldn't have happened, at least not like that, not so soon.
"I'm really sorry," said David. "I didn't mean to rush you into anything. I got carried away. I went too far, mate, and I'm sorry. I completely understand if you want to beat the shit out of me."
Chris continued to look out of the window as he replied, "Why would I want to do that? I asked you to stop and you stopped? If anyone deserves a slap it's me for leading you on."
David walked over and put his hand on Chris's shoulder. Chris turned round to look at him.
"You didn't lead me on, it was just one of those things. We kissed and I got carried away. You're a nice guy Chris. Even when I was being a prick to you before, you were still nice to me. I like you, OK? I just wish things hadn't happened like this. I just hope that this doesn't mean you don't want to kiss me again."
"I do want to kiss you again, but I don't know if I should. I'm so confused. I've never thought about guys before you, in fact you're the only guy ever, even now, I mean I couldnt imagine doing what we just did with Nathan and I love him more than anyone. I dont know If I can be gay, I dont know if I could take it, all the names and the hate. Ive heard the way Steven goes on about gay people and it`s horrible."
"Steven?"
"The big guy that was shouting at you at the table the other day."
"Is he another friend of yours or something?"
"God no. I hate him. He's a prick."
"Then why would you be worried about what he thinks."
"It's not just him though is it? It's everybody. Everybody would treat me differently. I don't want to lose my friends."
"If you were gay and your friends stopped liking you for it, then they wouldn't be very good friends and to be perfectly honest you would be better without them. But I think you're getting ahead of yourself here. You don't have to tell anyone. God, you've only just realized you might like boys yourself, so why would you want to go telling people?"
"What if they caught us though? What if they found out?"
"They wouldn't, and if they did, you wouldn't be alone. There would be two of us. Look, Chris, I`m not going to try and convince you, It's your decision, you need to do what you feel is right."
Chris turned back to the window and had a good think to himself. What did he want?
One thing he knew for sure was that he liked David. No doubt about it. He fancied him plain and simple. He liked the way he looked, the way he smelled, the way he kissed. Even the thought that he was standing behind him right now with no top on was a exciting him.
"Is it really that wrong to like another boy when he can make me feel as good as he did?" he asked himself.
He turned back to face David.
"I must be going fucking mental or something. I like you Dave. Can I call you 'Dave'?"
"If you like me you can call me anything you want," David replied with a smile.
"Right, well I like you, and I don't know why or how it happened, but since I saw you getting dressed this morning I couldn't get you out my head. I didn't know what it was, then, but now I know it was because I fancied you, even if you were being a dick. I know it all went wrong before, but when we were kissing it was the best feeling I've ever had in my life. It scares me shitless, but if I have to be gay to feel that good again, then fuck it! It might just be worth it."
"So you're saying you want to do it again?" David asked, slightly surprised at Chris's sudden change of heart.
"Yes, I think I am."
"So does this means we're going out, like boyfriends?"
"Yes, I think it does," Chris said with confidence.
David just stood there slightly stunned by the whole situation.
"Well are you going to kiss me again or what?" Chris asked.
David didn't need telling twice and kissed Chris again.
It wasn't like before, all hot and steamy. It was just nice. It was soft and sweet and tender and it only lasted about ten seconds.
"That's better." said Chris.
"You know for someone who says he's had no experience, you're really good at that," said David with a sexy grin on his face.
Chris started to turn a bit red from the complement.
"Thanks," He laughed. "You're not that bad yourself."
Chris then let out an exasperated sigh.
"What's up?" David asked.
"I've fucked up now, haven't I? Everything's going to change now. Like I said, people are going to find out. People are going to be horrible to us. I dont know if Im ready for what they might say."
"Fuck what people say!" David retorted. "They don't have to know Chris. It can be just you and me. Just our little secret."
"But what if Nathan and Ben found out? I don't know if I could face them. They would hate me. They would call me a 'fag'."
"Hey, listen to me. No one has to know OK. I don't want everyone knowing I'm gay either."
"Why did you tell me then?"
"It felt like the right thing to do, I suppose. You know you're the only person I've really told now that I think about it. Well the only person I've wanted to tell. After what my Dad did to me I had to tell fucking councillors and police everything. It wasn`t very nice."
"Why did he, you know..."
David's eyes started to fill up.
"Rape me?"
"I'm sorry, You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."
"No, it's fine. I've told the story often enough. Besides, if we are getting together, I suppose you have a right to know things about me."
David took a deep breath to calm down and stop himself from crying and started telling his story.
"Well my Mum died in a car accident a few years ago and then it was just me and Dad. It was really, really hard. We both took it pretty bad. My Dad started drinking after that, really heavy like. He would just get drunk continuously and then pass out every night on the couch. He would get really violent too.
"About six months ago he had came home drunk and caught me with my best friend, Ant. We were kissing. He kicked Ant out and started on me."
"What the fuck do you think your doing? You disgusting little faggot!" He shouted at me. It was horrible. I cried so hard.
David went over and sat back down on his bed. Chris joined him and took his hand to comfort him. It felt like the "boyfriend" thing to do.
"I asked him to stop and told him I was sorry but he just wouldn't calm down. He beat the shit out of me that night.
"I couldn't go into school the next day because of the bruises. I was too embarrassed.
"He didn't speak to me after that. It was a few weeks later when he came home again absolutely hammered.
"He had been drinking whiskey all day and when he drinks whiskey he just changes. He saw me sitting on the couch watching TV and started shouting at me."
"So you want to be a faggot do you?" He asked me.
"Look Dad," I told him. "I'm sorry but I can't help who I am, and I really care about Ant. He`s been a good friend to me."
"Well If you want to be a faggot then it's time you started acting like one!"
He grabbed me and turned me over and started ripping my jeans and boxers off so he could, well, so he could get to me.
The last thing he said to me before he did it was: "I'll show you what it's like to be a piece of filthy, faggot, scum!"
And he, well, you can sort of guess the rest."
As David finished his story a single tear rolled down his cheek.
Chris pulled him in and hugged him tightly.
"You know I'm never going to let anything like that happen to you don't you?" said Chris. "Your safe here. Once you settle in you'll like it. Trust me."
Dave let out a laugh through his tears. "It's nice to know someone cares." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Over the next few days David started to come out of his shell. Chris and David continued to indulge in some "secret passion" at night behind the safety of a closed door, but it never really went further than a kiss.
The boys were quickly becoming, if nothing else, very close friends and would stay up into the early hours of the morning whispering to each other and making each other laugh. Chris let David know he understood what it was like to lose a mother and they realized just how similar they both were.
During the day David still kept to himself, not really talking to anyone bar Chris, but even then it was "Hi" and "Seeya." They had agreed to try to stay away from each other in the day time so that no one suspected anything was going on between them. Nathan however had picked up on this and questioned Chris about it.
Nathan, Ben and Chris where just finishing off a bit of lunch.
"Right, lads, I`m off into town. I'll catch up with you guys later," said Ben, getting up and leaving the room.
Now it was just Nathan and Chris, left at the table.
"So what's going on with this David guy, then?" Nathan asked.
"Oh," Chris replied slightly caught of guard. "Errm, he's cool I guess. He's started talking to me at least."
"Yeah I know. I heard you guys laughing last night. You weren't being very quiet. So what's the deal with him? What's his story?"
Chris was starting to tense up. He didn`t like where this conversation was going.
"There's nothing to tell you," he answered unconvincingly.
"You expect me to believe that?" Nathan replied, raising his eyebrow. "Look, Chris, I'm your best friend. I know when you're hiding something."
"I'm sorry, Nathan, but I can't tell you, mate. It's private. He made me swear and I can't go back on a promise. All I can say is he's not as bad as you think. He just needs some time to..."
They looked up towards the door to see David standing there.
"Talking about me are you?" He asked with a smile.
"Look mate we weren't saying anything bad about you or nothing," shot out Nathan, quickly, in their defence.
"It's cool," he replied. "I don't blame you. I've not been myself recently. I've just had a lot on my mind."
He walked over to the table with his hand out.
"Nathan isn't it?" David asked.
"Yeah." Nathan replied and shook his hand.
"Well, I'm David. Look, about the other day when I pushed you, I'm sorry, OK? As I said, I had a lot on my mind and I..."
He looked over at Chris.
"...well, I sort of lost control a bit," he finished.
"Hey, mate, don't worry about it. I get it. It's tough moving to a new place. Let's just forget about it."
"Sounds good to me."
There was a bit of a pause.
"Well what are we waiting for?" Chris asked. "Play Station anyone?"
The boys all took to the idea and headed for the games room. Just before they left the dining table, David gave Chris a cheeky wink that went unnoticed by Nathan.
"What are you doing?" mouthed Chris behind Nathan's back.
"Trust me." David mouthed back.
It was a good night after that. The boys really hit it off and when Ben came back from town even he thought David was cool. He had been accepted into this new circle of friends, he had his new secret boyfriend waiting for him at night and, for the first time in years, David actually felt happy, like he belonged to part of something.
Bed time came and as he kissed Chris goodnight he thought to himself.
"This is perfect. What could possibly go wrong?" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------