Chapter 1 - Waiting at the Airport
"Why does everybody have to get here so fucking early?" I was talking to myself and slowly getting angry, because we still had another 45 minutes to boarding. My parents had dropped me off at the airport and left, so I was alone and bored. At least they had come good with the money for the ticket to LA. It was an early 18th birthday present, but they made it clear that I wouldn't be getting anymore and would have to pay my own way through Uni.
Let me introduce myself. My name is Philip Whitney and I will be 18 in two weeks time. I have just finished year 12 and shouldn't have any problem getting into my Journalism course at Murdoch University in Perth. I was on my way to visit my internet boyfriend, Kevin in California. Yeah 'boyfriend', I am gay, but only out to my brother Mikey and a few close friends.
I live in a small homophobic town about 100km south of Perth. Everybody knows everybody else, so it had been a hard task to keep in the closet, particularly since I am considered what the Americans call a 'jock'. Yeah I am a real sporty guy. I play basketball and football, I run everyday and I swim. I used to swim competitively when I was younger, but gave it away when I started year 11. I work part time at the local pool as a life guard and also help with the learn to swim lessons. For some reason I am popular with the young mothers who have to be in the pool for the lesson with their toddlers. My boss picked up on this early on and told me to wear my speedo instead of shorts. I instruct from the side of the pool and the mothers are very attentive. I have also been doing weights for a number of years, so my abs are pretty well defined.
To try and cheer myself up I started thinking about Kevin and how we met each other. I had joined a social media site called Tagged which is similar to facebook. There is a section called: 'Meet Me' where you look at pics of other members and request friendship with anyone you fancy being friends with. They accept or reject the request and it goes from there. Kevin had all these crazy pics on his profile and he had beautiful dark eyes and a smile you could die for. I requested friendship and he accepted. There was one draw back, he was still only 14 and I had just turned 17. I wasn't sure I would have much in common with him, since my brother Mikey and I seemed to argue a fair bit and he was a few months older than Kevin.
There is a section where you message people and if they are on line you can chat, or they can reply to your message later. We didn't start off well and it was immediately apparent that Kevin was feisty. He took objection to some comment I had written and reckoned I was not as fit looking as him, in fact I think he called me a skinny runt. Anyways I think we both must have really liked the look of the other, since we sorted it out fairly quickly and started to communicate daily. I mentioned to Kevin that I was concerned about the age difference, but he didn't see it as a problem. There is a 12 hour time difference between Perth and California, so it wasn't easy being on line together. Our messages were often not replied to for hours and sometimes questions were left unanswered. I was always on line after I had completed my study, about 9 to 9:30pm, but during the week Kevin was at school at that time. We managed to be on line together at weekends, but as we started getting more intimate in our conversations we didn't know how secure the Tagged messages were. Email addresses were swapped and we decided to swap pics with each other.
My ultimate goal is to be an author, so I have been writing short stories for years. One day I accidently came across a short story site called: 'Nifty Erotic Stories Archive' and was immediately hooked. I started dabbling with erotic stories and eventually came up with the courage to submit one to Nifty. It turned out to be a big success and I received many emails about it. In my communication with Kevin I talked about this and he seemed really interested. When I replied I added the story and also sent a few pics of myself, nothing naked, but showing off my body pretty well. He replied as soon as he had read it and was ecstatic over it. He told me how he had chubbed up immediately and ended up cumming all over his computer keyboard. This set the scene for our relationship which developed very quickly.
The following day I opened my Hotmail account with great anticipation, since he had promised me some pics. My reply to him as I recall was: "Fuck me sideways, Kevin. Are you really only 14?" His pics were amazing and I was in love. I had never been a lover of cut dicks, but his was beautiful and for a 14 year old was big. The emails continued and became more frequent. I remember one day he emailed me 21 times. He used his phone and had it on his desk in class. My phone, however, was a dinosaur and so I always used my PC.
The day he mailed me 21 times we were actually on line together. He was bored in class and decided to message me. As luck would have it I had just finished checking my pets on Tagged and Kevin's name came up. It was just a simple message saying: 'Hey!' and I replied with: 'How's it hanging?' " His reply was: 'Softly to the left, I am in my English class and bored." Apparently they were supposed to be doing some research, but he had completed it the night before. He asked me to stop him being bored, so I did. The convo progressed very quickly and after 10 messages from me, 'the soft and to the left' was a full on boner forced to escape the confines of his boxers down his left thigh nearly touching his knees. His next message asked me to stop before he cum in his pants. When I replied I told him to imagine me under his desk sliding my hand up his thigh inside his shorts and bringing his pride and joy into contact with my mouth. That did it. By this time his shorts had moved exposing the head of his dick slightly and with Kevin involuntarily flexing his shaft a few times the cum exploded all down his leg, pooling in his socks then overflowing onto the classroom floor. Kevin nearly bit through his finger stifling a moan and it was a good 10 minutes before I got a reply. I think 'fucking bastard' was the message I received.
Time was moving on nicely now, but I was desperately needing a piss, so I threw my back pack over my shoulder and headed off to the men's room. With a big sigh of relief I flopped my dick out and let loose into the urinal basin. This immediately set my mind drifting back to Kevin. Probably 2 months after we first met we were getting big delays in sending messages, so Kevin asked me if I had Skype. I did, but about a month earlier my darling brother Mikey had borrowed my cam and accidently trod on it. I had never got around to replacing it, since it had been months since I had used it and money was tight. Kevin said it didn't matter we could still chat on there. Then about the third time we had skyped Kevin invited me to a video call and wow, there he was right there in front of me. He asked when I was going to replace my cam and I just said when I have some spare cash. Seeing Kevin sitting there in his room, usually listening to music was really awesome. About the third time of doing this, out of the blue Kevin just said he was going to take a shower and did I want to watch. I really thought he was pulling my leg, but he repeated it and started moving the computer into the bathroom. When it was all set up with protective towels around it he said he always had a pee before showering. I asked if I could watch and he said okay. I guess you could say I had a fetish for guys pissing, because as soon as I saw his beautiful dick hanging over the bowl and the piss starting to flow I was as hard as could be in seconds. It was such an erotic sight. When he had finished he stripped his clothes off and leaned over to turn the water on, revealing the perfect bubble bum you could imagine. Two golden globes of firm 14 year old flesh, but what was more remarkable was when he turned back to adjust the cam, his dick was at full mast nearly touching his belly button. The following shower scene sent me over the edge and I came way too quickly. Oh how I wished I could be there with him.
That was the first of many shower scenes Kevin put on for me. It was always the same scenario, but I never tired of it. Periodically he kept asking when I would get my cam and I started to feel guilty that I hadn't done so. The bottom line was, money was tight and I guess I didn't see it as a top priority. I should have and that's why I felt guilty. Then quite a while after that first time Kevin suddenly said he wanted to wank for me, which he did on the bathroom floor. I found it very exciting and erotic, until I realised that Kevin was holding his phone wanking over pics of me. I felt very guilty. I vowed then that when I finished my year 12 exams which was soon, I would ask my parents if they would buy me a ticket to LA. We just had to meet up, I loved the guy and I was sure he loved me as well.
I was really scared to ask my parents, but the outcome was much better than I had anticipated. It turned out that they had been trying to figure out what to buy me for my 18th birthday. I had been saying for a while that I needed transport to get back and forth to Uni and mum and dad had been looking at new small cars. I said I didn't really need a new car and that I would be just as happy with the family Ute I had been driving since I passed my test. Dad only ever used it to take stuff to the rubbish tip and so they both thought it was a great idea. I could have the Ute as long as I would take stuff to the tip whenever it was needed and they would buy me a ticket to LA.
I was brought back to reality by the announcement that passengers for Qantas flight Q625 to LA was now boarding. My heart skipped a beat as I stood and wandered slowly towards gate 12. I realised my breathing was short and my dick had suddenly chubbed up at the thought that I was about to fly to LA and would be meeting up with Kevin very soon.