Introduction
This story is a collaboration with a friend, I am just the ghost writer. He has expertly guided the developing relationship between the two characters, he alone knows where their relationship will bring them. I credit him for demonstrating how a real relationship between two boys can develop. I hope you enjoy reading it as much I as have writing it with him. We with both value your feedback, so please take the time to write an email and tell us.
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What can I say about myself, my name is Tristen, I'm a shy, gay, chubby, high school kid. 16 years old and never really had a true friend, yea I was friends with my neighbours when I was younger but was always trailing behind them, they lead the way and I tagged along. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed my younger years, I had everything I needed (not necessarily got everything I wanted). But I was missing that one true friend, someone I could confide in.
As we grew older the group of neighbourhood friends began to disperse, different interests and been old enough to get the bus or cycle resulted in a wider circle of friends for everyone but me. We still hung out on occasion, at bbqs and stuff like that but birthday parties were a distant memory.
School wasn't much better, my grades were grand, I'm not sporty or anything, there weren't many schools clubs (read none), it wasn't a very progressive high school. So, I kinda flew under the radar, I was that kid that everyone saw but didn't see, never alone but lonely.
My parents knew I was a bit of a loner and really wanted me to build a new interest. They kept bringing hope flyers from the local community centre, sending me links to different groups hoping one would be of interest to me. I tried a few just to keep them off my back, archery was OK but I hated the physical sports like judo. Indoor climbing, I really enjoyed wearing the harness but the climbing wasn't enjoyable.
I did enjoy the library, I was an avid reader, you could find me in the school library any recess and the public library the rest of the time. I would be there any chance I got, I had a usual seat, off to the side a little where there was good natural light. I always did any school work there before heading home; home was for relaxing not for working.
I was sitting in the school library, working on a project for geography, all about eskers and their formation during the last ice age and other glacial features. Actually interesting stuff to be honest, it's amazing something so big as a glacier can have an impact on the environment. It is nearly summer and the teachers were piling on the work before term ends and the dreaded year end exams.
I noticed someone beside me. A skinny lad I've seen in class and more in the library the last few weeks. He has a very cute bubble butt that kinda stands out from his body; even thinking of it and I feel a little hot under the collar. There was plenty of room in the library, most people are outside on a sunny day, why was he crowding my space.
"Hi, I'm Lucas." he said extending his hand for me to shake. "Mind if I sit here, I've the same project and was hoping to share the books." he asked.
Not a completely unreasonable request, I couldn't really say no. I nodded my head towards the empty chair beside me. His hand seemed frail in my hands, I could see his bones while my hands were just flesh. Why was I interested in his hands so much! I introduce myself as Tristen, blushing a little, my heart races a little.
"Thanks, I'm finding this project difficult, never understood geography really, I'm really a history buff and love anything ancient." he continued.
"That's ok, I'm nearly finished let me know if you need anything explained, I enjoy this topic a lot." I offered. Why did I just do that, causing grief for myself. We set to work.
I kept getting drawn to looking at him, he was dressed in a T and dark shorts but the fabric seemed to just hang off his body. He was tall, that was sure, easily 6 foot, taller then me and skinny. Not unhealthy, he looked strong just needed a good feeding as my mam would say. We must have looked like a young Laurel and Hardy sitting beside each other. I smiled at that picture in my head.
I finished up and asked that he returned the books when he's finished with them, he promises. As I leave he stands up, I get to see his body proper and it's strangely inviting. I blush seeing his bum, it's delightful and clearly defined in his shorts. His bum nearly looks to be mounted for display on his long legs. As I walk out of the door I look back and see him looking at me. My heart races a little again, I feel a little flushed.
That night in bed, I find myself remembering about meeting Lucas in the library. I put my hands into my boxer briefs, massaging my cock and balls thinking about Lucas and what his skinny body would look like. I go to sleep with a smile on my face.
I see Lucas around the school pretty much every day, he seems to be always around every corner but any time I make any eye contact he disappears.
I'm in the library again starting work on a history project, ugh, I can't think about anything so boring. I've books on the table in front me of and making some slow progress. The seat beside me moves and Lucas sits down. He's wearing shorts and I get a good look at his hairless legs.
"Hi Tristen, same project, hope you don't mind sharing again." he says.
I don't mind and then I remember that last time be mentioned he was a history buff.
"Lucas, you're good at history, I really can't understand the whole background for WW1, can you help me?
"Sure." he responded with a smile and proceeds to explain the whole Archduke Franz Ferdinand in a way that actually made sense and fun. If only the teachers were engaging as Lucas.
When he finished explaining, we worked away in silence but I was very aware of this presence beside me. As it got close to 5 it was time for me to head home and I started packing up. Lucas started doing did the same.
"Did you finish the geography project yet, it's to be in for the end of the week." I asked.
"Yea, but I don't think it's very good to be honest." he replied.
"Well, you helped me today, meet you here at lunch tomorrow, I'll go over it with you and see what I can do to help. That'll give you time to make changes later." I offer.
"Thanks Tristen, that would be a great help." he says with a smile.
After putting away the books we walk out of the library, as we exit the door he holds it open for me, I nearly feel he checking me out. What am I thinking, he's good looking and all but what would he want with a chubby guy like me.
We say our byes and he claps me across the back, the contact, even through my clothes is unexpected and strangely exciting.
The next day in the library during lunch he hands me his project report and I start reading, he just looks at me while I take the 10 minutes or so to read it. It's not bad, he's got the main points all in there but hasn't pulled together the affect that the ice age had on the surrounding environment. It's a C but could be a good B and I tell him that.
"That's what Mr. Connors has said as well, with a little more effort I could easily go up a grade but I don't understand what's missing." he explains.
I spend the next 15 minutes or so pulling the glacier features into context, how each one can be connected to tell a single story about a glacier and how the affect of that lives on thousands of years later. I can see his eyes light up, his eyes are a bright blue and very engaging.
"Wow, thanks that really helps. I've a free period later and will write it up. Can I meet you here before you go home? See what you think?" he asks.
"Sure, say about 3:30 if that's ok?" I offer.
He head to our classes and I find myself looking forward to seeing Lucas later. We meet at the agreed time, he's already sitting, I feel his eyes looking at me as I walk over, he's nearly inspecting me. As he hands me his updated geography report our hands touch, I feel his hand lingers longer then is needed. He seems to relish my touch, I like that.
His report is much improved, a solid B and I tell him that. Lucas is chuffed, he leans over to give me a bear hug, his slender body good beside mine. I don't know what to do with my hands as they are restricted by his arms, I end up half hugging him and my fingers brush off this but. I feel my face going flame red, I hope he doesn't notice. We finish up and start chatting as we leave the library. I'm half following him and after 20 minutes of wandering we end up back at the library.
"Eh, I was following you, where are you bringing me?" he asks.
"I'm was following you, dumb ass." I counter. He both laugh and he thumps my arm, not hard but in a friendly friend way.
"I'm getting a bus home, you?" I ask.
"Walking, I only leave a few blocks away." he says pointing east. "Hey, would you like to cover over to mine after school tomorrow? We can get pizza and watch a movie." he asks.
I've no idea what to say, I'd hadn't been to another persons house for a pizza or movie in years. I stutter a yes and agree to meet tomorrow. I get the bus home and my mouth is dry. I explain to my parents I'll be heading to a friends house after school tomorrow and will be home late. They are excited and ask me a million questions about him. It dawns on me I don't know much, I don't even have his number or know his full name. I don't tell my parents this, they seem to be elated I've a new friend.
In the morning I shower and spend some time picking out the clothes for the day, I want to look and feel good later. What am I like, a guy who I helped with his geography project has offered me pizza and a movie in return. It's not a bloody date, I'm been silly. Still I pick out my nicest pair of black Fruit of the Loom boxer briefs and put them on. They hug my chubby frame, my ass looks great if I say so myself. I pull on a pair of jeans and a T as well.
I usually enjoy school but today it's dragging, I get to chat to Lucas a few times between classes and I find out his surname is Armstrong, we also add each other on snapchat. I'm really excited about later and it seems he is too. Final class is geography and once our reports are handed up we're free to leave. We start walking towards his house and the butterflies start in my tummy. I'm going to the house of a guy I didn't know at the start of the week, I don't know anything about him. Why was I doing this? Was I attracted to him? Why was he so friendly to me.
We arrived at this house in a few minutes, his Mam was there and Lucas made introductions. She explained that herself and her husband were out later so we have free rein till about 11 then they would be home. I mentioned that I would have to leave well before that, as my last bus was at 9pm.
"Mam, can Tristen stay over?" he blurted out "Lucas, ring your Mam now let her know." he continued without waiting for a response.
I wasn't sure, this wasn't planned, I'd no spare clothes or a toothbrush or anything.
"That's a great idea Lucas, Tristen here's my number you can give your parents." she stated writing it down. I felt the decision was out of my hands and just have a weak yea in response. My parents thought it was a great idea and told me to enjoy my evening. I have hoped they would tell me I couldn't stay over but I'm 16, not 12 anymore!
Lucas then showed me his room, he had a double bed.
"Where will I sleep?" I asked.
"We can bunk together or if you prefer I'll sleep on the floor, seen as you're the guest." he replied.
"Sure, whatever." was the only response I could muster. this was all happening a little fast for me.
"I didn't bring a change or something to wear in bed or a toothbrush." my mind was in overdrive processing everything that was happening.
"Sleep in your undies, I do and I've an unopened toothbrush you can have." it seemed he had answers for everything.
I left my school bag down and we went back to the kitchen, his Mam was leaving to meet her husband at a restaurant. She left money on the counter for pizza, she told us to enjoy ourselves and not get up to any mischief. We went into the living room, Tristen turned on the TV and opened NetFlix. He asked me what I would like to watch, I didn't mind so he kicked off a Stranger Things episode. Neither of us were really watching and just started chatting. He'd moved over Christmas, his dad had got a new job. Tristen missed his old town and friends, they stayed in contact on social media but it wasn't the same. He found it hard to settle into school mid-year as well.
"I'm glad we get to be friends." he said. I smiled, he was right and I found him so easy to chat to. I was never this open to someone, something about him was reassuring.
We continued to chat, and before long it was 7pm. We ordered a extra-large pizza and decided to watch a marvel movie, one we'd both seen and it ended up just as background noise. I was hungry and ate three slices however Tristen devoured the remaining five.
"How can you eat so much a be so skinny?" I asked and pretty much immediately regretted it. He looked upset.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you, I take it back." I stammered.
"It's OK, my parents say I have a fast metabolism and no matter what I eat I look like this. I'm not under weight or anything but I wish I was bigger. Like you." The last two words were a whisper."
"I don't mean you're skinny, just you ate way more pizza.... I should stop I'm digging a deep hole here. Look, you've a nice looking body, promise." Did I just compliment his body, was I trying to lose him as a friend by coming onto him. Why was I coming onto him... well he is kinda good looking. I felt my facing burning from embarrassment, I looked away from him.
"Look at me, you can see my ribs, you can feel them." he said and grabbed my hand placing it on his chest. My finger tip on his nipple, his body felt good under my fingers, he was upset but I was getting excited touching him. At this stage I was blushing as fiercely as the sun.
I stopped touching and he sat down. A few minutes passed before he spoke.
"I wish I looked more like you." he said quietly.
"Can I see your chest?" he continued.
I felt I couldn't say no, he was sitting beside me with no top on. I didn't respond but just took off my T. I felt my cock getting hard and placed my T on my lap to hid it. He reached out and touched my chest, gently cupping my man-boob, his finger tips passing over my brown nipples. I closed my eyes, his touch was electrifying and soft at the same time, I may have let our a little moan. I reached out and started to caress his chest, repeating his actions. We must have done this for about 15 minutes before he spoke and startled me.
"I have dreamed about touching you like this for so long." he admitted.
"Dreamed?" I stopped touching him and leaned back. "Dreamed?" I repeated.
"Yea, OK I'm going to come clean don't be angry with me." he started. All of the sudden the room seemed cold and I was very awake.
"I was kinda looking to meet you for ages, trying to find the right time to say hello. I saw you in class, I followed you to the library so many times but never have the courage to go over and say hello." he looked scared.
"I'm gay and I like you. There I said it, I understand if you want to go home." He was looking down at his feet.
I leaned over, I put my arm around his shoulders and hugged. His body felt good close to mine.
"I'm gay and I'm really not sure what's happening but I would like to stay." I replied. We sat, hugged and didn't speak. We were happy to be close.
We must have sat for an age, he startled me when he stood up.
"My parents will be home soon, will you help me clean up." he asked.
We filled the dishwasher, putting it on and he went to take the trash out, didn't want pizza boxes stinking the house out. He put his T back on before heading out the back, I did the same. We only just sat back down in the living room when his parents arrived home. I was introduced to his dad and his parents wished us a good night as they headed to bed.
"We'll do the same, it's been a long week." Lucas said and lead the way up the stairs. I followed and got to see that prefect bubble butt at face level. I then began to panic, we were sleeping in the same room and same bed. This was all too much, my cock hardened and nearly deflated again with fear.
He pulled off his T as he entered the room and immediately entered his en-suite, I just stood there not knowing what or where to go. I heard him taking a pee.
"Here's the toothbrush." he said throwing it to me, I fumbled but caught it. I went into the en-suite while opening it, he already had toothpaste on his and handed me the tube. We both stood at the sink brushing our teeth. I kept trying to avoid looking at his face or chest, trying not to look obvious. He finished and left the room, I then took a leak. The door was ajar and I turned my head to look out, his back was to me. He proceed to drop his shorts, I nearly pee'd myself as I saw that bubble butt presented to me. He was wearing colourful plaid boxers.
"Back in a minute." He called and I head the bedroom door close.
I finished washing my hands and walked over to the bed. I stood for a moment and then proceeded to strip to my blue boxer briefs. I fold and put my clothes on the back of his chair. I stand waiting.
The door opens, "I got a couple of towels so you can have a shower in the morning." He puts them in the en-suite.
"What's ... " he starts to speak but stops. He's now looking at me, in my blue underwear, I'm looking at him. I feel my cock rising and tenting, I feel I need to cover myself, I'm blushing. But I don't, his cock is having the same reaction but he makes no mover to hid it. I am standing here more scared about that might be about to happen then anything else ever. I really like Lucas but I don't know if I'm ready for... whatever this is. But I also don't want to scare him away, this is also everything any gay teenager has ever dreamed of.
He speaks first. "You are more beautiful then I ever imagined." He walks over and hugs me. I return the hug, we are pulling our bodies as close to each other as humanly possible.
"Let's go to bed." I say finally releasing him. I don't know what to expect, we both lie down, facing each other, the sheets only coming up to our waists. He leave the bed-side lamp turned on so we can see each other.
I reach out and touch his chest, tracing the lines, he does the same. We explore every crevice of each others bodies, our faces, armpits, chests, arms, legs. It feels so sensual. He moves closer and reaches over to touch my back, running his fingers from my neck down my spine to the small of my back, just above my butt cheeks. I do the same, going a step further and caressing his bum through his boxers. We continue to explore our bodies, we take turns, examining everything, how can his belly button be so amazing and tantalising. I move my hands down to his legs, he shudders as my hands touch his tights.
"Are you ok, did I hurt you?" I asked worried.
"No.... no one has every touched me there before... it's so just... good." he tells me but nearly every word he says is laboured. I explorer his legs more, coming back to his thighs again triggers a similar response from Lucas, he moans under my touch.
He continues to touch me and after inspecting my chest he begins to focus on my nipples. As his fingers gently circle them it feels like electricity coursing through my body towards my hips, I trust them a little.
Lucas speaks "Hmmm, seems I have found Tristen's on button and he's got two, ain't I lucky."
"Too much, too much." I plead and he moves his hand to my shoulders and arms. I ease back from the cliff of an orgasm.
We sit up in the bed, kind of cross legged and intertwined. Our throbbing erections are clearly obvious but neither of us seem drawn to climaxing just yet. We lean in closer, hold each other's faces and kiss, French kiss, we explore yet another forbidden area of our bodies. He tastes good, sweet nearly, I nip his lips a little which result in a grunt of approval from him.
His hands drop down to my chubby tummy, I expect it to be a little tickley but boy am I wrong, his hands feel like... there is no word... they feel like the warmness of the sun shining on your body on a summers day. My eyes close and I moan in ecstasy, my hands drop to his sides, my thumbs stretching towards his belly button and my fingers stretching around his back, I squeeze his sides and feel his body react in spasms, he exhales.
Lucas climaxes first and I a moment later, in the same position, his hands on my tummy and mine on his sides. My eyes are closed as I fill my blue boxer briefs with spurt after spurt, it seems to be an ever ending ejaculation as my cock pumps and pumps.
I look at him a few minutes later, he's already looking at me.
"Tristen, that was amazing I've never come so much in my life and I've never come without wanking. Your touching me was so good, I never dreamed that another person could give me so much pleasure." his breathing slowly recovers.
"That was amazing for me to, I loved you playing with my nipples it felt so good."
We both looked down to our cum soaked underwear, "You know something, we haven't seen each other naked yet, I don't even know if you are cut or not." I say to Lucas.
"True, let's get out of these, clean up a bit and you can see what my cock looks like." he replies starting to get off the bed, I follow.
We both peel off our wet boxers, he throws his on the ground, "I'll wash them in the morning." I put mine beside my bag, I'll sort something in the morning to bring them home.
As I stand up, Lucas is facing his dresser opening a drawer. I see his naked backside for the first time, but bum is perfection, like one of those ancient greek statues. He takes something out of the drawer, a pair of black boxers with white edging on the panels. As he turns I see his cock and balls for the first time, uncut and a nice tuff of pubes. I like it.
I feel his eyes looking over my body, I'm also uncut and maybe a little less hair, but I'm proud of what I've got.
"You've nothing to change into, here." he say and throws me something black. It's a pair of black briefs, I catch them. "I'm sure they'll fit you nicely." he continues.
I feel my face going red, even after everything that happened I'm holding his underwear, in a way it's my one fetishes, my heart races. After a moment, I decide why the hell not and I start to put them on with Lucas looking at me. I put both feet in the briefs and start to pull them up my legs, as I begin to stand up I see Lucas looking at me, a look of animal desire in his eyes. As I pull them up to my waist I use my right hand to fix my package within the briefs pouch.
I never really minded being chubby but I was always a little conscious of how I looked, but seeing Lucas looking at me now, I felt wanted. His briefs are tight on my body and it feels good, it feels exhilarating to have my body on show for someone who appreciates it. I feel free in the belief of who I am and what I am.
Lucas looks to take a step forward and kinda stumbles, I rush forward and catch his falling body in my arms. I fall backwards onto the bed and his body lands on top of me, my hands end up firmly planted on his butt, only the thin layer of fabric between my hands and those prefect orbs.
"Are you ok?" I ask, worried, but Lucas appears to recover in an instant.
"Tristen, when I finally plucked up the courage to speak to you in the library this week, what has happened since wasn't even in my wildest dreams. What happened earlier, touching you in itself I thought was the pinnacle of everything I could ever want." he says quietly while looking into my eyes.
He continued, "But when you put on my briefs, it was quite simply the hottest thing I have ever seen or dreamed of. I am attracted to you and your beautiful chubby body, words can not describe how intoxicating looking at you was. I honestly nearly fainted with how attractive you look."
I looked him in the eyes, "Lucas, until today a whirlwind romance is what you see in movies and read in books. Now I've meet you I truly understand the words Love at first sight."
I pause. "Lucas, I love you."
Tristen takes a deep breath, my heart races, "Tristen, I love you too."
We kiss once more before falling asleep in each others arms.
I wake up. It's bright outside, I'm sporting a morning wood and need to take a pee but Lucas is spooning me, I can feel his cock gently pressed against my back and his arm is draped over me. I carefully extract myself and to take a piss, it takes a moment for my erection to ease before I can start. When I walk back into the bedroom, he's still asleep half lying on his front, I admire his body. He stirs from his slumber, rolls onto his back.
"Morning, whata doing?" he asked.
"I needed a pee." I reply.
"Hmm, good idea." he states, looking down at his own morning wood. He gets out of bed while I lie down again. I hear the shower turn on, I imagine the water running over his body. The water turns off and he walks back into the room drying himself, his wet hair frames his face. I get off the bed and shower myself.
When I come out he's put on a fresh T and some shorts. I look at my jeans, "I wish I had taken a change of clothes, it's going to be warm today in them."
"Hang on, I might have something to fit you, may be a little tight." and he start rummaging around. He pulls out a pair of board shorts, a T. "The underwear was fresh last night, put them back on, anyway you look real good in my briefs." he says blowing me a kiss.
"Hurry up and get dressed, breakfast is ready. My Mam is trying to impress you by making pancakes." he says as I finish drying myself. I get dressed, the shorts are a little tight and my package is somewhat visible as I'm wearing the briefs. His shorts have an obvious point where the head of his penis is pressing against the fabric. His butt lifts up the rear of the shorts perfectly. I find myself getting a hot flush looking at him, at his body.
"How do I look?" I ask him.
"Beautiful, come here", he replies.
We step towards each other, we touch arms.
"Did you mean it when you said you love me last night?" he asks.
"Yes, absolutely, I've never been so sure in my life, I do love you Lucas." I reply, a little worried.
"Good, because I feel the same, I love you, boyfriend." the last word from his lips surprises me but also feel natural. I kiss him on the lips.
"Come on boyfriend." taking his hand and opening the door.
We go downstairs and I eat a couple of pancakes, Lucas eats double what I have. His Mam asks us what the plan is for the day, we kinda look dumbly at each other. I'm the first to say something, "I'm quite a bit of school work to catch up on so better head home after breakfast, thanks so much for letting me stay over."
"We should work together, become study buddies, I could head to your house for the day." Tristen suggested.
It was a good idea, no, it was a great idea. I texted my Mam telling her the plan. She responds all excited, how embarrassing. Lucas's mam offer to drive us over saving us a walk and a bus journey. We clean up after breakfast and head back to his room to pack. I'm about to put my sticky boxers from last night into my bag when Tristen take them from my hand.
"I do my own washing, I'll put them in the next load, don't want your school bag smelling of cum."
I go to brush my teeth, Lucas packs a bag. I notice he is putting some fresh clothes in and I ask him why.
"I was half hoping you might ask me to stay over, not pressuring you but..." he starts saying.
"Sure you can stay over, I hadn't thought of that, tell your Mam, ok?" I say and he smiles.
We arrive at my home, make introductions to my parents. They are supper excited to meet Lucas, it's uber embarrassing for me. We leave our bags in my room, I've a double bed as well but no en-suite. My parents have one and as I'm an only child the main bathroom is pretty much mine. My dad offers to pull out a camp bed from the garage, I suggest it'll take up too much floor space and we'll just share the bed. I see a look from my parents, I wonder if they suspect I'm gay.
It's warm so we bring our books and laptops out to the garden to work. I grab a picnic blanket so we lounge on the grass while working. It's great fun, we test ourselves on algebra and practice our french. We're both lying on our fronts and I find myself constantly drawn to admiring Lucas's body. His bum looks like a mighty monument rising from his slender body. I see Lucus looking at me, drinking in my body. As we work we gently touch, not too much that anyone would notice, not that anyone would be looking.
My mam comes out with a jug of lemonade and some sandwiches to have while we work. She and dad are going shopping for the afternoon, they'll get some food later and we'll have a bbq. I say it's a great idea and thank them. When I hear the car reverse from the driveway, I lean up and start to pour our drinks. I become off balanced and end up spilling some soaking my T.
"Ahh, it's cold." I jump up and pull my T off. Lucas laughs at me, I throw the wet T at his face, he stumbles backwards and I throw myself over him and start tickling him. He admits defeat and I get off him, but it's a ruse. He launches like a spring, pushing me back but knocking the jug over soaking both of us. We're both now laughing but also cold. Lucas starts to strip his wet clothes off, down to his boxers. I do the same stripping to the briefs he loaned me, take the wet clothes and put them in the wash/dryer with some other stuff, they'll be ready in no time and well before my parents get home. I go back into the garden, Lucas is sitting cross legged and looking stunning in the sun. I suggest we go inside and get dressed, I'll loan his something.
"No, the sun feels good, let's stay like this for a while." he suggests.
"Alright but let me get some suncream, don't want to get burned." I head into the house to get some.
I bring it out and tell him to lie on his front, I'll cover his back. I put some on my hands and start at his shoulders. I remember how sensitive his thighs and sides were, I make sure to pay those areas a little more attention. He moans under my touch. I tell him to roll over and apply cream to his front. I take my time as I want to commit to memory every muscle, joint and bone of his slender frame. I promise myself to never forget the feel of that bubble butt, how smooth and perfectly formed it is. He then takes the bottles and tells me to lie down.
Lucas starts on my back, his fingers feel amazing as they rub the cream into my body. He moves and massages my love handles, he tells me how good it feels to touch me, to feel me. Lucas is enjoying my chubbiness, I feel awakened, I feel alive, I feel wanted, I feel happy, I feel loved.His hands move lower down back, I feel my skin stretching and moving under his fingers. "My undies look good on you Tristen." he says as his hands squeeze my bum cheeks. He continues down my legs applying cream. I roll over and he starts applying cream to my chest, taking particular attention on my nipples, I react. I can see in his eyes that he is enjoying this as much as I am. When he's finished he leans forward and kisses me on the lips, our tongues explore our mouths.
I hear the buzzer letting me know out clothes should be ready. I take Lucas's hand and lead him into the utility room. I would love to spend the day in just our underwear, enjoying the sun and our bodies, but I expect my parents will be home shortly. It would be an awkward and embarrassing conversation why we are only in our undies, a conversation I'm not ready for. Once dressed, we eat the sandwiches and finish what was left of the lemonade. We continue to chat, learning about each other personally. Our lives are similar enough, similar taste in music and TV, both only children. We have similar taste in food but while he likes fish while I don't, however he's not a fan of anything cold, including ice-cream. What's wrong with him!!
My parents arrive home, having gotten lunch out and bought enough to feed a small army for the bbq later. They ask how we got on with our school work and revision.
"Really well. just have history and then I think we can call it a day." Lucas explains. "We're going to read each other's essays and give some feedback. Tristen really helped me with my geography assignment the other day and I hope I can do the same for him." he continues.
"That's brilliant Lucas, Tristen could do with some help with history, he struggles." my Mam responds.
"That's how we met, Tristen had all the geography books in the library, I asked if we could share. He offered to check my report and give some great ideas on how to pull it all together." Lucas concluded. My parents looked suitably impressed.
It was a little weird having Lucas sitting at the same table as my parents, we were only talking about school and stuff but I felt at any moment they would work out we were a couple, that we were gay. It felt weird to even think in that manner, after everything of the last 24 hours thinking of us as a couple was nice. I made a mental note to ask Lucas how he felt later.
It was hot outside in the early afternoon so we retired to my room to finish the history assignment, then we would be free for the evening and night. I took a chair from the kitchen and we both sat at my desk, it was a little cramped but the closeness was nice. His suggestions and direction on my history assignment was amazing. I couldn't add much his except call out a few spelling and grammar mistakes. It took me about an hour to make the necessary changes to my report during which he played on my computer. My dad called and asked we help tidy up the garden a little and setup for the bbq, my parents had invited a few friends around to join us, all grown ups so Lucas and I would be the youngest.
"Tristen I hope you don't mind me saying but it might be a little boring around here later, was thinking we could do something or go somewhere? Lucas asks.
"No, you're right, I was thinking the same. Do you want to head to the mall and catch a movie?" I suggest.
"Like a date, I'm all for that Boyfriend." he emphasised the last word a little too much and I worried my dad heard us. I look over to him on the patio but he didn't react.
We went into the house to freshen up, I put on a clean T as did Lucas. We were sitting outside sipping on a coke when my parents guests arrived. I knew them all, introductions were made for Lucas's benefit. The food was delicious, my dad is a good cook. Lucas devours second and third helpings, seriously where does he put it!
"Who's up for ice-cream?" my Mam asks. Everyone give an affirmative except for Lucas.
"No thanks, never liked eating something cold." he explains. I change my mind and pass as well. We both excuse ourselves from the table and head inside.
"Tristen, did you mention to your parents we are heading our later?" he asks once we are out of earshot.
"Yea, as they are having a few beers they gave me money to get a cab home later so there is no rush." I explain.
"Brilliant." he respond excitedly, wrapping his arms around my shoulders, the contact felt good.
We say our goodbyes to my parents and guests, and walk to the bus stop. Our fingers brush off the others hands, we dare not hold hands but crave some form of physical contact. The bus arrives and we get on board, there is empty seating down the back where we sit beside each other. Lucas places his hand on mine; we are holding hands in public (even though no-one can see us) and it feels good, a real couple on a date. A few stops from the mall we recognise another group from school getting on the bus. They also head down the back and sit beside us.
"Didn't know you two were friends?" one of them asks
"Helping each other with school work all day, so we thought of catching a movie.", I explained.
"Cool, what you going to see? We're going to see 'Us', it was out last week."
"Don't know yet, we'll see what's on." Lucas chimes in.
The bus arrives at the mall and we all get off, we let the group get ahead of us.
"Let's not go to see the same film as them, let's pick something that's been out a couple of weeks, it'll be quieter." I suggest.
Tristen agrees and suggests Captain Marvel, neither of us have seen it so we buy some tickets. There is some time before the move start, we wander around the mall. We stroll through A&F, Old Navy, American Eagle. We don't buy anything, just killing time. It's getting close to the start of the movie and we start making out way to the theater.
"Wait here." Lucas and dashes into a small trinket shop. I move over to some seats about 15 yards away and sit down. What is he up to I wonder. A few minutes later I see him exit the shop, he looks to where he expected me to be and looks disappointed when he doesn't see me. I stand up and he notices me, his mouth widens into a huge smile and he nearly looks to be skipping as he comes over to me.
"What were you doing?" I ask with raised eyebrows.
"Well I had an idea and I've bought us something, give me your left hand." Reaching out his hands to take mine he contact feels good.
He begins to explain, "Well I really want to hold you hand but I don't think we're ready for the world to know about us, at least I'm not and I hope you understand."
"Yea, I do, but.." I'm confused as to what he is doing.
"Tristen, listen..." he starts to put a surfer style bracelet on my wrist, dark colours with a couple of beads.
"... I want you to always wear this on your left wrist, I've an identical one I will always wear on my right wrist." he show me his wrist.
"When we held hands earlier on the bus it felt good, so while we can't always hold hands you know these bracelets mean I am holding your hand in my heart."
OK, this guy know how to impress someone, I wanted to hug him there an then and profess my love for him to the world. But that would have to wait.
"Lucas, I don't know what to say, that is the most generous thing anyone has ever done for me." I can feel tears welling in my eyes.
"Come on, we'll be late for the movie." he puts his hand on my back and starts guiding me to the movie theater.
Out tickets are checked, the movie has been out a couple of weeks and it's quiet enough, we sit a few rows from the back in beside the wall. As the lights go down we hold hands, the same hands with the bracelets. I honestly can't tell you much about the movie, I was watching it but not paying any attention to the plot. All my focus was on Lucas sitting to my left. Maybe 20 minutes in I felt him shift his body and he rested his head on my shoulder. My nostrils are assaulted with his aroma, it's intoxicating. His hand is on mine, I move my hand to his right thigh, I both feel and hear a sign of pleasure from Lucas. We pretty much stay in this position for the remainder of the movie, a young couple on a date on a Saturday night.
When the movie ends we stay sitting while the credits run, we only stir when the house lights come up. As we walk out of the theater Lucas says he needs to pee and heads towards the Gents. "Me too.", I respond and follow him. The gents are deserted, we stand side by side at the urinals which have the little dividers. We both preform the motions of taking our cocks out and aiming them before peeing. It seems we both have full bladders, it takes us a while to empty them and then shake off the remaining drops. I look around to make sure we are alone.
"Lucas, a thought crossed my mind when we were sitting in the garden earlier, when my parents got home." I began. "I want to ask you about it."
"Ehh, sure, is something wrong Tristen?" he asks while tucking his penis back into his shorts.
We head to the sink and wash our hands, "No, well, it was weird, I felt my parents would work out all that has happened between us the last 24 hours. I'm still trying to process it all." I start explaining.
"I never felt I would ever meet anyone like you, and honestly I can see now I wasn't even looking, I knew I was gay but I wasn't looking for an relationship or anything, I was too scared to."
"But now I've meet you I feel right at home, in my head I considered us as a couple. Do you feel the same, it's all a whirlwind but it seems right."
We walked out of the toilets, towards the exit and the line of waiting cabs.
"Wow, I can't that's how you feel!." he started and I felt a little worried. Despite everything, even the bracelets I was still scared it was all unreal.
"I was thinking the same, sitting with your parents earlier it took everything in my power not to reach out and hold your hand, being with you feels so natural, I want to tell the whole world you're my boyfriend. That's what the bracelets represent." he turns to face me and hugs me, I hug back but we only stay in contact for a moment.
We get into the back of the cab, I give my address and text my parents we're on the way, we will be less then 10 minutes. They are still up when we get home, they ask what film we saw, Lucas is able to give a summary. I'm surprised as I honestly don't remember the storyline, something about aliens, crash landings and a girl gaining super powers. We say our good night's and head to my room. My parents remind me they will be heading to church in the morning, they usually try and get me to tag along. I guess seen as I have a guest they'll leave us alone.
We enter my room, Lucas first and I close the door after me. He turns, we hug and begin to kiss.
"Tristen, I so wanted to kiss you earlier. It was so hard not to hold your hand." He manages to say in between kisses.
"Let's get ready for bed, you use the bathroom first." I suggest.
"Can we not get ready together?" he asks.
"I don't want my parents to ask any awkward questions if they see us, not really ready for all that. You go first.", I explained.
He grabs his toothbrush and toothpaste, leaving me alone in the room. When he returns I leave him and go brush my teeth. When I return he closes the door and kisses me.
I begin to pull his T over his head, he repeats the process to me. I knell down and untie his runners, taking them off with his socks. I pull down his shorts, he steps out of them. I slowly stand up, kissing his adorable body on the way. He duplicates the approach to me, however as he sees the his black briefs still on me he lets out a whimper.
I pause. I take a step back from Lucas. In all my fantasies my relationship with my first boyfriend is all about jerking off, wanking, sex. I hadn't thought about it last night when we were making out in his bed, we ended up climaxing without touching, but what about tonight. I don't think I'm actually ready to do that. What if that's what he wants, I don't want to disappoint him. Lucas has obviously sensed my hesitance, he take a steps towards me but I react and take another step away.
"Tristen, what's wrong? Have I done something wrong?" he looks worried.
"No, it's.... it's... it's me. I'm not ready." I finally say.
"Ready for what?" Lucas has a confused face now.
"For like, you know... sex stuff." that sounded so stupid to me. "Trust me I really want to do everything, wank, suck everything, I've always imagined and wished... but here and now, I'm not ready." I sit on the bed.
"Oh." he sits beside me.
I begin to look at the bracelet he gave me, should I take it off? Maybe this is the end.
"Oh, Tristen, I never guessed you were thinking any differently to me, I assumed you were in the same place as me." he starts to speak but not looking at me.
"I should have considered you feeling pressured or something." he continues and I can hear the disappointment in his voice.
"Tristen, I'm not ready for that either, I'm sorry and we probably should have talked more, I'm sorry that you in some small way felt that you need to satisfy me to keep me happy. Just to be with you, sitting beside you in the movies is reward enough."
He stands up, looks me in the eyes, take my hands and says "Let's go to bed boyfriend."
We fall asleep, our arms and legs intertwined. We fall asleep as one.