Prologue
This is a fictional story. It is based on many experiences and fantasies of the authors. If you are really into graphic sex, it may not satisfy your purpose for coming here. If you like to hear of real love and real teen angst, with a little sex thrown in, you are in the right place. There may be some amount of graphic sex between males. If this is objectionable to you, or you are legally too young to be here, you are cordially invited to press your back button.
Leonard:
My name is Leonard Kirk Harston. I suppose my name in itself has granted me my share of mockery and unkind attention. I was actually named after Leonard Nimoy and of course -- captain Kirk! My parents were (and, well, ARE!) Trekkies! They rather live two decades behind.
Mom and Dad are also very religious -- to a fault, as far as I'm concerned. They are devout Roman Catholic. It's hard to find devout anythjing these day, ESPECIALLY, Roman Catholic. Don't get me wrong. I love them both almost more than I love myself. To their credit, they have taught me to think for myself. Also to their chagrin.
I arrived at the conclusion years ago that the mumbo-jumbo that the Catholic Church teaches is outmoded and really does not make sense. When I went to my earliest catechism classes, I at once was put off. I believe in God. I do! I just believe that if we fuck up, we can tell him and ask forgiveness for ourselves -- not go to a priest who may not always hear what we say, because of his own frustrated fantasies -- for a confession.
It was at my first catechism that I learned that when we go to confession, if we cannot think of anything bad enough, we should confess something that we had already been forgiven of. At eight years old, I saw the insanity of that. When Jesus forgives us, he forgets the sin. He has promised that. To bring it up again, just because we have been "a relatively good boy" is redundant, unnecessary and just a way to try to control us.
I was tall at an early age. When I was ten, I was 5'-7" tall, which was several inches taller than most of my friends. By the time I was in Jr. High, I had grown to 6'-1" tall, with a 6" dick (hard!) and a full bush to compliment it. I was embarrassed the first day I stepped into the locker room, at 12 years old, to find that all the other guys, in addition to still having high, squeaky voices, had hairless bodies and 2" weenies! I at first thought that should make me king. It didn't! It made me a freak!
Well, it wasn't the only thing freaky about me. I also got all A's, all the time. Yeah, I was a nerd! I suppose that was another reason why I was even mistreated in the showers. I was tall, but sooo skinny! There were more than a few of those well-built shorter boys with 2" dicks who could whip my ass -- or at least that was what I convinced myself. It never happened, and as I am older now, I realize that they were afraid of me!
I was lonely. As I said, I did not believe in the formal confession in the church, but there was a particular priest that I liked talking to! I didn't understand it back then, but I really was attracted to him sexually. And being much older now, I know that he knew exactly what he was doing! He invited me to his room to discuss my unbelief. We didn't discuss my unbelief. After Father Mick was through with me, I was sure I was screwed up. And I was afraid to share it with anyone. I kept going back for more like a boy keeps returning to his dick after his mother tells him it will blind him! I was sexually mature before my emotional age could catch up!
Some other boys were receiving similar "therapy" from him and one, then two others told their parents. When confronted, Father Mick was removed to another parish in another state!
I never came forward like the others did. I was afraid to even tell my parents, thinking they would never believe me over the word of a priest -- even AFTER the other boys told on him.
Chapter 1
I graduated from High school when I was sixteen and a half. The only reason that I was not the valedictorian was that they did not want to rob that honor from the class that was actually graduating that year. I was already pre-registered at UCSB with just a few classes to pick up at the high school the next year.
My first day at the university, I met the cutest guy! He was pushing around this poor guy who was on a gurney. I was so drawn to him. He was dark skinned, small, trim and had purple eyes! His hair, like Superman's, was so black it appeared blue with the light bouncing off. I was pretty sure by this time that I was gay. I have never dated a guy OR a girl, but I know what spoke to my genitals!
It was through my interest in him -- Luke was his name -- that I met Seth. Seth was the guy on the gurney. His head was bandaged up, as well as most of his body. The rumor was that he tried to kill himself. I immediately identified with that! As I got to know the two of them, it was obvious that they had eyes only for each other!
Seth and Luke came over to my house one time. My parents were so oblivious to where my wants and desires were! I have been told that "a mother knows"!
Not mine! She was so paranoid that some unscrupulous girl was going to seduce her sweet, innocent, untouched boy that it never occurred to her -- or my dad -- that it might be a boy -- or a priest! The reason that Seth and Luke came over was so that my parents could meet them. They asked me to go down to Seth's parents house for a night, "with the boys".
That's all my parents saw it as. Little did they know that it really WAS a night with -- well -- not "the" boy" but rather with "a" boy! He was less than a year younger than I was but -- he was so immature! He was still into Star Wars! With Trekkie parents, I just could not quite stomach that. Oh, we did have sex -- and it was fun! My first with a guy my own age. But I never saw him again. At least not in that way. And I got the feeling he thought I was too nerdy for him!
Soon after that, Seth set me up on a blind date with a guy that was his doctor's cousin. His doc was also gay, by the way!
Well, Rennie (Sorry, I can't help it! It was almost too much at first when they introduced him as "Rennie"! You see my nickname is Lenny!)
We hit it off right from the beginning! We actually knew each other! As Leonard and Lawrence. But neither of us had any idea that the other was gay!
Lawrence:
When My Cousin Morty asked me to come over that day, for the B-B-Q, I must admit I was a little shocked. Ya see it's kinda taboo for me to see him because he is gay and therefore a bad role model. Ha! Yeah right! If my parents only knew.
I'm sorry! How rude of me. My name's Lawrence. Lawrence Olivier Goodwin. My Parents were watching too many movies when I was born I guess. I've been told I look like a cross between a young Frank Sinatra and Ryan Phillipe. I think it was a compliment if I do say so myself. I'm 5'11" and have bleached blonde curly hair. I wouldn't say I'm a hunk but I think I look good.
All the years my dad made me go to swim camp finally paid off. I have muscles in all the right places and a couple of girls tell me I have a cute butt, however I think it could stand to be a little rounder. So that's me... Pretty much your All-American kid.
So where was I? Oh yeah like I was saying, I was kinda shocked when Morty asked me to come over and I was more shocked when my parents said ok. Morty was hella hunky. Maybe he wants to... what am I saying? He's my Cousin!]
I spent an hour tryin to figure out what to wear. I stood in front of the mirror in my Speedo (which by the way, is the most comfortable thing I own) with my warm up suit in my hand, and a polo shirt and a pair of jeans on my bed. I was just about to choose the warm up suit when my sister, who'd apparently been standing in the door the whole time, said
"Rennie, If you wear that thing one more time I swear I'm gonna burn it!" I guess I do kinda wear it out, but hey it's comfortable. So I relented and decided to go with the polo and jeans. I slicked back my hair and put my A's hat on. One final glance in the mirror, and I was off.
I pulled my Explorer behind Morty's and went up to the door. Almost before I could knock it opened. Morty was about ready to tackle me.
"Hey I got some friends coming over and they're bringin' someone for you."
"SAY WHAT?! Why didn't you tell me this before. Now I have to go home and change and ..."
" No Time buddy! Hey what ya got on is fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, Hey go get the meat outta the freezer and put it in the sink. I forgot to thaw'em out."
" So...?" I said, expectantly
"so what?"
"So what do ya know about this guy? Is he cute?"
" I dunno, they just said they knew someone you might want to meet."
" Oh great. This guy probably looks like Richard Simmons or something"
" I doubt that"
"If he says `I'm a pony' one time... I'll think of slow ways to kill you!"
Morty just laughed. Little did he know how serious I was. I was glad to see him so happy though after his friend had passed away. I was really worried about him, but apparently there was no need.
I walked into his kitchen and saw a picture of Brian on the fridge. I had only met him once when I had my accident last summer. He was the doc in the ER. He was really cool and made me laugh a lot! Just as I had finished putting the meat in the sink to thaw there was a knock at the door.
"God? If you have any mercy at all PLEEAASE let this guy be cool. I can't go through another heartache" I prayed, grasping the medallion around my neck . "Hey Rennie, come here. There's someone I want you to meet..."
When I came through the door from outside at the barbecue, I stopped cold. They had removed their shoes, at Morty's example, and Leonard and I looked at first incredulous and then embarrassed.
OH. MY. GOD!
"Leonard?"
"Lawrence?"
Oh my God! It was the god I had been drooling over all last year! In fact he was the only reason I even went to all of the football games. You see he was tall and slim, and he had jet black hair and the bluest eyes I had ever seen. The contrast kinda makes you feel like you can see his soul by looking through his eyes. WAIT! Is this guy my...? Oh my God!!!!!!!! I can't believe this is happening. The others said something but I didn't really catch it. I was to busy drooling.
So -- you guys know each other?" Morty said.
"Well -- yeah -- but I didn't know he was - " I retorted!
"And neither did I!" Said Lenny. "Dude! I've watched you swim! You're hot! I mean g-g-good!"
Did he just say I was hot?
"Really? I've seen you in band before. You look so - " suddenly everyone was looking at me. Ok, I've gotta think about what I say here so I don't sound like a total dork.... "I -- uh -- mean - "
"I bet," Morty said, "YOU were going to say hot!"
I flashed morty a look that would freeze the sun. How could he say that? I swear I think once you pass 21 you go numb from the neck up!
"I was gonna say, "You looked so cute in your uniform!"
no. NO!! I did NOT say that! Did I?
"Not as cute -- or should I say hot -- as you look in your speedo!"
He DID say "hot" didn't he!
"Dude! I thought you were a junior last year!" I said.
"Yeah. Well, I still go there for a couple classes, but I graduated early. I just come back for a couple pick-up classes -- that are easier there than at UCSB. I just decided that I want to be a nurse."
"You're going to UCSB? Cool! Hey! Come on outside so we can talk -- an you can help me keep an eye on my meat"
What did I just say? Oh My GOD! Kill me now before I speak another word! Everyone was laughing. One guy, Seth, who I recognized from my job as a courier last summer, looked like he was gonna pee his pants. He has both his legs in casts now. Luckily Leonard was already headed toward the door.
"Dude!" I said. "Do your mom and dad know you're here?"
"Yah, but they don't know what kind of "gathering" this is!" Lenny answered,
"Mine neither! My mom would kill me if she ever found out that..."
"I know! My mom would kill herself! My DAD would kill ME!"
"Shut the door, Rennie! You're letting all the heat out!"
I shut the glass door and became acutely aware of laughter coming from the other side of it. Come on... What did I do now? I looked at Leonard who apparently had the same thing in mind... So we turned, looked at them, and in our grandest New York fashion flipped them two birds.
"Hey... uh... Lenny, why don't we go out in the yard where we can have a bit more privacy?
"Sounds like a plan to me."
So we went almost to the edge of the back yard to where Morty had a bench facing the Ocean. Morty lived in a condo in a high end area of Santa Barbara. A lot of doctors, lawyers, etc, live here.
"This is my favorite place in the whole wide world. Sometimes while Morty, and my parents are at work, I come here to think."
"It really is beautiful... and - uh -- so are you." Lenny told me.
WOW! Where did that come from?
" I can't believe I'm telling you this..." I said, "but I used to go to all the football games just to see you... Do you know how cute you are when you blush?"
He blushed again...
And then it happened. Just as I had imagined -- no -- FANTISIZED about. He kissed me. And At the risk of sounding trite, there were definitely fireworks. But it was over as soon as it began, and he almost jumped to the far side of the bench.
"I don't usual -- I mean, I never -- I mean..." he stammered. I felt bold and, well what the hell! I slid over next to him and kissed him back. And the skies opened! And the angels sang! And the squirrels and bunnies danced around us!
Ok maybe not, but you get the picture.
He pulled away first, and when I looked into his eyes... I fell in. almost in unison we both whispered
"Wha-how!"
Before we could say anything else we heard the rest of the guys, talking behind us. Did those guys KNOW how to kill a moment or what.
"Here." He grabbed my hand and wrote...His Number?! HE gave me his number and a peck on the cheek. "Call me."
"I will." I promised.
The rest of the afternoon we had a blast! Lenny and I beat Chris and Craig to a pulp in volleyball, only to be wiped off the court by Morty and his babe, Jack. Seth couldn't play because of his legs, and Luke seemed happy to attend to Seth. We got even with Morty and Jack, though. While we were eating, Lenny picked up the catsup and sprayed them both and, well, you can't have catsup without mustard!
When it was time to go I hopped in my explorer, but the thing wouldn't start. I had done it again. I have a tendency to forget to fill my gas tank. So Chris and Craig gave me a ride home in their 4-Runner. I ran straight upstairs and to my phone.
Lenny:
"Leonard, the phone's for you! It's a boy." My mom hollered. As I took the phone from her, she whispered -- loud enough to be heard on the phone, "I think it's that nice boy with the cast!"
GOD! Why can't I have a phone in my room!
"Hello?" I said,
"Well, this isn't `the boy in the cast'!" He said with a chuckle.
"Ren! Hee hee! You didn't waste any time calling, did you?" I said. "MOM! A little privacy here, huh??" I told my mom. She walked away, acting hurt. I lowered my voice. "Sorry, Rennie! My mom is the snoopiest. I'm not allowed a phone in my room! And even though my parents are die-hard Trekkies, they see it as way in the future! No! No cordless phones in this house!"
"Hey, calm down Cutie! So, I'll do most of the talking. Hey, I never have seen you this year at school. Where do you hang out?"
"Tomorrow I have an advanced calculus class at 9:50. I don't have to do the homeroom thing, so I get there later and don't see anyone else"
"Can you come a little early?"
"Not without making my parents suspicious. But I don't have any classes at the university until afternoon. I can study in the library, and maybe we can eat lunch together?"
"Oh., Okay! I have second lunch -- at 12:30. Meet you in front of the library?" Rennie said.
"Sounds good to me!"
"Lenny?"
"Yeah?"
"I know you can't talk now, but I can! I just have to tell you that I was scared as hell when my cousin told me I had a blind date! I didn't even know until I got to his house! And then when you came in the door -- well at first I didn't realize you were my date. But when I did? God! I was -- so happy! And when you told me that you were watching ME last year, too! Dude, My heart is beating hard right now, just remembering it!"
"I know!" Was all I could say.
"Dude! I'm not too good at this, but, well -- I really -- I mean -- REALLY -- had a HELLA-good time today!"
"Yeah, me too!" I said. then I whispered, "Listen, my mom is spying on me.
I better go." Then in a louder voice, "Okay, Ren, see you tomorrow! Bye."
"Bye, Lennie! You are so hot!"
I hung up the phone. My mom reappeared magically to take the phone back from me. I felt that my face was hot, and my ears were burning. I hope she did not notice, in the darkness of our hallway.
Notes: Well, we had fun writing this. We hope you are still interested enough to look for our next installment. "We" are Steve -- (Colins-Story", "Chris-Crossed", "Seth") and Ken. We decided to write this together -- just for a kick. It is like an experiment. We will alternate writing scenes and when one of us is finished with a scene, the other has to deal with whatever is left. Comments are welcome, of course. Address them to Steve and Ken at s4d@hotmail.com. Mention Lennie in the subject area, please. Thanks and love, Steve and Ken