Thanks to all of you who took the time to let us know what you think about the story so far. We have received some suggestions, and will consider using them at appropriate times within the story. Remember that this is not a story of sex, however sex will be included when it is appropriate to further the story. However, if you're looking for a story that is primarily about sex, this is not the story for you. This story is about two things; The struggle of a boy coming to grips with his own sexuality and coming out, and the relationships he builds out of that struggle.

This story involves sexual contact between adolescent males. If it is illegal or offensive to you to read this story, please proceed no further. I also wish to make it clear that this story is fiction, pure fantasy. Any resemblance to actual people or places is completely co- incidental.

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"Hardon High" by: Boystory & Keitare

Chapter 3

From Last Time -

Sharon took the application and asked Andre to sit beside her on the couch. They filled out the application together, and when it was completed, Sharon signed it. She told Andre that she would call the school on Monday to schedule his interview.

Andre kissed and hugged his mother and then the emotion of the moment overcame him and be began to weep. Sharon held her son and shed her own tears, tears of pride and joy.

# # The rest of the weekend was rather uneventful. Andre spent a great deal of his time in his room. Inside he sat at his computer surfing the internet for any and all information he could get about being a gay teenager. He opened his browser and entered the proper address for Google, and there typed in a search for "Resources for Gay Teenagers". The response he received said there were over one and a half million sites. He found one that he liked and clicked on it. He began to read, and the more he read, the more he liked the site. He opened the favorites tab and entered http://gaylife.about.com/od/gayteens/ into the proper field. There he found answers to many of the questions he had been having and after reading it for a while, he felt much better.

Monday morning arrived and after getting Andre his breakfast and off to school, Sharon called the high school. The receptionist answered, "Harden High School, this is Mary, how may I help you?" Sharon introduced herself and asked to speak to Mr. Lloyd Jacobs.

Moments later, Mr. Jacobs picked up the phone.

"Lloyd Jacobs. You must be Sharon, Andre's mother. How may I be of assistance?"

"Thank you for taking my call, Mr. Jacobs. My son, Andre, was in your assembly at the Middle School last week. He picked up your information, and, this weekend he and I had a talk. He told me that he was gay and wanted to attend your school."

"Sharon. I hope your conversation with Andre didn't upset either of you. Are you okay with what he had to tell you? Oh, and by the way, please call me Lloyd."

"Thank you, Lloyd. Yes, Andre and I had a very nice conversation. I had suspected his sexuality for some time now, so it wasn't much of a shock to me. My personal beliefs are that as long as Andre is safe and happy, I will be fine with however he chooses to live his life. Sure, I'm concerned. There are many problems that face gay people in this world, but I trust my son."

"Sharon, you don't know how happy it makes me to hear that you think the way you do. So very few parents are as open minded as you. I am assuming that you want to schedule and interview for Andre, am I correct?"

"Actually, that is why I'm calling. When could you schedule it?"

"Well, I don't want to seem as if I'm rushing you, but we do have an opening this afternoon. The interview is in two stages. Both take place on the same day. The first is a meeting between Andre and myself. We'll talk about his feelings, and how he knows he's gay. The second part of the interview is so Andre can get a feel for some of the other boys who attend the school. He will meet with three students. Students who will represent the three grades above Andre's next year."

"My, this afternoon..." Sharon hesitated, "You know, that would be fine. Andre gets out of school at 2:35 and is home by 3:00. What time should I have him there?"

"Well, the interview time I have is at 4:15. Is that okay with you?"

"Lloyd, I'll have Andre there at 4:15. I'm sure he'll be excited."

Lloyd thanked Sharon for the call and after giving her directions to the school, they rang off. Sharon went about her business at home and waited for Andre to return.

About 2:55, Sharon heard Andre come in and call out that he was home. She called him into the kitchen. Once he arrived, she gave him the snack she had prepared and told him of his interview that afternoon.

Andre was a little nervous about the interview, but he was also a bit excited. He asked his mother what the interview was going to be like. Sharon told him what she and Mr. Jacobs had discussed and this made Andre just a little less nervous.

The time arrived. Sharon and Andre arrived at the school and made their way to the Admissions Office. They were greeted by Mary and were told that Mr. Jacobs would be with them presently.

Mr. Jacobs came out of the office and greeted Sharon before turning to Andre. He looked at Andre and, with a smile on his face, reached out and shook the boy's hand saying, "Andre, welcome to Harden High School, shall we go into my office and have a chat?"

Andre looked at Mr. Jacobs and got a feeling that he was going to like this man. Not in any emotional or sexual way, just that he felt comfortable with him. Andre's grip on Mr. Jacobs' hand became a little firmer and he replied, "Sure, Mr. Jacobs, I think I might actually like that."

Mr. Jacobs chuckled softly saying, "Andre, please call me Lloyd. I know it's not 'normal' for a younger man like yourself to address an older man like myself by first name, but I like to be a little more informal, after all this is not a 'normal' school."

Lloyd showed Andre into his office and offered him a chair as he closed the door. They exchanged pleasantries for a few moments and then Lloyd got to the meat of the interview.

"Andre, I'm very happy you decided to at least consider coming to school here. I wish more boys your age had the courage to talk to their parents about their feelings as you did. What I need to know from you is, what is it about yourself that makes you feel as if you are gay?"

Andre had anticipated this question and was ready with his answer.

"Well, for about a year now, I have been having these feelings. I look at another boy and I get a funny feeling in my gut. It feels like I'm hungry. I also get a real desire to be closer to them. Um, when I..." Andre's voice went to almost a whisper at this point, "jack off..." Andre resumed his normal volume, "it's like I think about other boys I've seen. I don't get these feelings about any girls."

"There's no need to be embarrassed, Andre. All of us guys masturbate, or as you call it, jack off. I am wondering, have you ever done anything sexual with another boy?"

"No!" Andre said almost too forcefully.

"Andre, it doesn't matter if you have or haven't. I was merely trying to assess where you were with dealing with your own feelings."

"I've checked on the internet about being gay. I found this website on the internet and it helped me a lot." Andre reached into his pocket and took out a piece of paper and handed it to Lloyd. On it was a URL to a website. Lloyd took the paper and read it. http://depts.washington.edu/asuwgblc/support/index.cgi?question=17&cate gory=2 was on the paper.

"Andre, I'm pleased at your resourcefulness. I know this website. As a matter of fact, I have a booklet with many different websites on it and this is one of them. Ok, I'm satisfied that you are comfortable with and accept your feelings about your sexuality. I have spoken to your mother this morning on the phone and she is just as comfortable as you are. Would you like to proceed to the second phase of the interview?"

Andre agreed and Lloyd escorted him to the conference room. Inside were three boys. The oldest of the three was introduced to Andre as Hank. Hank shook Andre's hand and told him that he would be a Senior next year. He'll turn 17 during the summer. The second boy was introduced as William. William told Andre that he didn't like being called Bill, so please remember to call him William. He would be a Junior next year and he was 16. The third boy was then introduced. His name was Michael, but Andre was told he liked to be called Mikey. Mikey's eyes met Andre's and Andre began to get that feeling in his tummy. To Andre, Mikey's smile lit up the room. Andre really didn't understand why he felt this way, but, he figured it was just nerves or something.

The boys sat at the conference table. Hank took the leadership role and began to ask Andre questions. Andre paid attention enough to answer Hank's questions, but was paying more attention to Mikey. Mikey, at the same time, couldn't take his eyes off of Andre. There was a connection between these two. Mikey made a mental note to try to get to know Andre better.

The interview proceeded and the four boys got to know each other. The three explained to Andre about the school and what some of the elective classes entailed. Andre listened attentively, well as attentively as he could while still staring at Mikey, and eventually the interview was over.

Hank stood and shook Andre's hand saying, "Well, Andre, if my fellow students have no objections," he paused and looked at the other two, "I would like to be the first to welcome you to Hardon High."

Andre looked puzzled.

The three laughed and Hank said, "Yea, I know it's 'Harden High School' but us guys just nickname it 'Hardon High'".

At this point all four boys burst into laughter.

When Andre left the room to find his mother, Mikey approached Andre. He stopped Andre by touching his shoulder lightly. Andre felt really funny at the contact and stopped and turned around to look at Mikey. Mikey asked Andre if he could get together with him sometime. You know, get to know each other better.

Andre knew he really wanted to get to know Mikey better. He asked Mikey if he had a pen and paper. Mikey took a notebook out of his pocket and handed it to Andre. Andre wrote his name and phone number on a page of the notebook and returned it to Mikey. The two parted company. Mikey to go on to his next interview and Andre to find his mother.

Sharon was quite pleased when Andre told her that he had been accepted into the school. They left the school grounds and headed for home. On the way, Sharon stopped and picked up a pizza for dinner.

Upon arriving home, Andre went into his room. His whole body felt electric. He didn't know why, but for some reason he couldn't get Mikey out of his head. He had hidden it well, but the moment Mikey had touched his shoulder back in the hallway, he was hard as a rock. He closed his door, and immediately stripped. He lied down on his bed, his hardon sticking straight up. He began to jack off and in his mind he imagined every feature of Mikey's face. Moments later, he had one of the most intense orgasms he could remember. He laid back and recovered from this powerful release thinking of Mikey.

He must have fallen asleep, because the next thing he remembered was hearing his mother knocking on the door telling him he had a phone call. Andre took a pair of shorts out of his drawer and slipped them on without underwear. He went out of his room, downstairs, and took the phone receiver off the table.

"Hello."

"Hey, Andre? It's me, Mikey."

Andre's heartbeat increased significantly hearing Mikey's voice and he replied, "Oh, Hey Mikey, I didn't expect to hear from you THIS quick."

"Yea, I sorta couldn't get you outa my head, so I called."

"Cool. I kinda was the same way, but you didn't give me a number."

Mikey gave Andre his phone number and the boys talked for a few minutes, then, Mikey began to stumble over his words...

"Um, er, Andre, um, would you like to go to a movie with me this Friday night?"

Andre was both shocked and happy at the same time. Had he just been asked out on a 'Date'! He, just as haltingly replied, "Um, Yea, sure, I think I'd like that."

Mikey became excited, "Oh! Really? Kewl! Um, can you get a ride to the mall at around 6 on Friday? We'll just figure out what movie to see when we get there."

"Ya, I think I can. I just have to ask my mom if she'll take me. I don't think she'll have a problem with it."

"Awesome. Ok, I guess I'll see you on Friday at 6. Kewl! C'Ya then!"

With that the boys ended the phone call.

Andre went into the kitchen and told Sharon about his 'Date'.

Sharon was happy for Andre. She could tell that he kind of liked the boy because she had noticed the obvious tent in Andre's shorts. She had decided not to mention it to Andre.

The week went by quickly. Andre had been getting more and more excited each day until it was Friday. Friday just seemed to drag on and on in school, but finally it was time to go home. He rushed home and immediately, well after saying hello to his mother, went to his room and began to get ready for his first date.

Sharon took Andre to the mall and dropped him off. She told him she would be back at 9:30 to pick him up and wished him a good evening. She left and Andre went to find Mikey."

(to be continued)

Hey, Andre is having his first date! Isn't that cool? Well, you'll all have to wait until next time to find out how it goes. I still remember my first date. I'm sure all of you do too. (Boystory)

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