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Note: This story is fiction and is by no means depictive of the life of any person, place or thing. It contains no penetrative sexual acts between males YET and should only be read if it is legal to do so in your area.
Read at your own risk, okay. All names are made up and any similarities are just dumb luck.
Guys, so far the story was from Jimmy's personal perspective so I figure this time to let some light in on the Zack situation. No sex yet but bear with me. We'll get there ;-) sooner or later. Thanks for the emails and keep 'em coming. Keep me motivated 'coz I'm a lazy writer.
The Plane Trip Chapter 4 By Fjord
The boy couldn't sleep. His mother and father were fighting again, over some silly things. It was probably because of his father's secretary again. Ms. Johnson was this blond bombshell working for his father and from the blow-by-blow account given by his mother, his father was accused of fornicating with Ms. Johnson. It seemed that they didn't even care about their son listening in to the soap opera they were 'acting' in. Frustrated and plain angry at his parents, he reached for the phone and called his best friend. He needed some peace and quiet... and love.
"Hello?" His friend's sleepy voice answered over the phone.
"Hi... They're fighting again..."
"Sorry dude... Wanna come over?"
"Yeah... I'll bring my school clothes... Sorry to wake you..."
"No problem, dude... You're always welcome," his best friend replied, "I'll open the back door for you. If I'm already asleep just make sure I don't wake up or you're never sleeping over again..."
"Thanks, dude...," the boys said, hung up the phone, smiled and said to himself, "I'll see you later sleepyhead..." before eagerly jumping out of his bed to pack his stuff for the illegal sleepover. He had been doing this for quite a while that sometimes he didn't even call before coming over to sleep at his best friend's house. His parents didn't notice or even if they did, never once said anything to him.
His best friend came over to his house a few times already but his Mom just left them to their own devices and didn't even seem to care. At least that was how she appeared to be. That's why he preferred to go to his friend's house. It felt like home there. The truth is, for him it was home.
He locked the back door behind him before he moved slowly towards the stairs towards his best friend's room. Everyone's already asleep, apparently.
Once he got there, he opened the bedroom door as slowly and quietly as possible but the tiny squeak was unavoidable as expected. They had tried greasing it so many times with so many types of lubricant but none worked. The squeak stayed but the door opened more easily now, at least.
His best friend was already asleep. The nightlight beside his bed gave enough illumination to see the shape of a sleeping boy on the right side of the double bed. The space next to the sleeping boy was empty, meant for him, the late night intruder. He closed the bedroom door and dropped the overnight bag silently to the floor as he went towards his reserved sleeping slot.
As he slid under the warm covers, he sighed in contentment. His best friend was already in deep sleep it seemed. He couldn't see the sleeping boy's face but the messy brown hair is unmistakable. He wanted to ruffle his fingers through the brown hair but decided not to as the action may wake the sleeping boy up. However, his left hand had a mind of its own and was already touching the soft brown hair before he could stop himself. He got closer and took deep breaths to inhale the sweet smell of that beautiful brown hair. His heart got caught in his throat as the brown haired boy turned towards him. Thankfully, he had withdrawn his hand in quick reflex.
"Is that you?" the just awakened boy asked with his eyes opened in small slits.
"Yeah, go back to sleep..."
"G'night..."
"G'night..."
"Sweet dreams..."
"Hehehe... fuck you..."
One of the boys giggled and soon both of them were giggling together helplessly.
"Go to sleep..." The brown haired boy said finally as he turned away from his best friend, still grinning.
And Zack is grinning to himself at the moment, reliving his memories of childhood when his life was so much simpler and happiness was making his best friend laugh. He holds the pillow tight to his chest and as morning light filters into his semi closed eyes through the fluttering bedroom windows curtains, he sighs loudly when he remembers that the brown haired boy is thousands of miles away from him, probably jacking off over him, the blond haired boy. He misses Jimmy so much but he knows that there is no future between the two of them. There will never be 'Zack loves Jimmy' love notes to pass around. He can't let Jimmy get hurt. Yeah, he knows he had hurt Jimmy badly when he said he didn't feel anything for Jimmy but he had to do it. He knows there was no way out, there was no hope for both of them and that it was never gonna work out; it will never happen, fucking never! He grits his teeth and his jaw tightens as he slowly controls his breathing to calm himself down.
He doesn't want to think about it but somehow Zack's thoughts are being clouded by the image of his Mom's face and thus the promise he had made and the consequences of the breaking of it. Tears threaten to flow but Zack had been well trained to smile through it all and he just smiles through the pain. Even in pain his smile is beautiful. However, if anyone looks deep inside his pretty blue eyes now, the coldness will send chills down the spine. The burden that he is carrying has almost claimed all of his soul except for the small tiny piece that defined his existence in this world; the love that Jimmy still has for him. He knows that no matter what, Jimmy will still love him. Zack believes that even if Jimmy finds another boy to love and who will love him back, his heart still and will always belongs to Zack. And that is enough reason for him to go on living.
Slowly, Zack closes his eyes and memories of the brown haired boy come rushing in again and the pain in his heart just melts away. As he grips the pillow tightly, almost crushing it, his eyes opens again and now in them, there is blue fire for anyone to see.
"Zachary, why don't you stay home today?" Mrs. Thomas asks her son at the breakfast table.
"I'm meeting Laci at the mall," Zack answers without looking at his mother but he can already see the satisfied smile on that hateful face.
"It's great that you two are a couple. Both of you look gorgeous together."
"Whatever..." Zack says so quietly that his mother can't even hear him. All she sees is a silent nod of his head. The boy doesn't even look at his own mother.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you and stop mumbling like an idiot. I didn't raise you to be a fucking ungrateful homo... You think I don't know...that little Zachary's heart is broken to little fucking pieces because his fucking Jimmy's in New York... Well, face up to it, you worthless fucking piece of shit... As long as I'm alive, you are going to marry some lucky girl and make babies and carry the family name..." Mrs. Thomas says harshly to her son, the words coming out of her mouth like black, hateful and poisonous venom, meant to bring her son's tiny rebellion to an end.
Zachary's hands hurt like hell as his nails dig into his flesh suppressing the volcanic rage boiling inside him. His mother has his balls in her beautifully manicured hands and she knows how to twist them to hurt him. Together with his anger, however, is a feeling of dread. He has to control his emotion or he will lose everything that he has in this world, Jimmy. Therefore, he just keeps his head down studying the bread crumbs on his breakfast plate as if his life depended on them.
"Sorry, mother," Zack finally says as he looks at his mother. Mrs. Thomas smirks in response.
"Did your father call you last night?"
"No."
"Yes, he did. But you were on the cellphone with Jimmy..."
"Jimmy called me!"
"Well, you should've told him you were busy. I told you to stop seeing him. You're just a spineless little shit, like your fucking father."
"Mother, I've gotta go," Zack says quickly and gets up to leave. He knows if he stays in the house a bit longer his mother will pour even more hateful words into his mind and soul and if his mother starts spitting her venom towards Jimmy, he doesn't know if he can handle it right now.
"Yes, just leave your mother alone in the house. Like fucking father like fucking son. Go fuck yourself. See if I care you selfish little tramp. This is all your fucking father's fault. He and his fucking dick..."
Zack just ignores her usual rantings and runs up the stairs to his room. He remembers not to slam the door shut. His mother will go to another level of mad expletives if he did that.
He leans back on the door and slowly squats down to the floor with his head in his hands. Tears are streaming down his cheeks and he keeps saying quietly to himself one word that gives him strength and it works like magic, every time. He slowly calms down and smiles to himself through the tears.
He scans the mall, searching for hot looking boys and finally settling on one black haired teen boy sucking on a lolli-pop. Their eyes meet and a smile appears on the other boys face. He is hot and he knows it too. Zack gasps as the boy pushes the lolli-pop against the inner side of his cheek making it look like a dick being sucked. His penis throbs as the boy pulls out the lolli-pop and points it towards Zack and then sucks it in again. This boy will definitely put out for Zack if he goes for it.
"Hey, stud... did you miss me?" Laci's voice startles Zack that he almost falls off the edge of the railing he is perched on. He loses eye contact with the cute boy and as he regains his balance the other boy was gone, probably scared off after seeing Laci talking to him. Laci is giggling at him.
"Look what you've done. Pretty boy's gone...," Zack complains half heartedly.
"Hey, if you want this relationship to work, you've gotta lay off the strays okay," Laci says with a sad smile and pulls him down from his sitting position. They hug each other like a normal teen couple.
"Hmmm, you smell nice," Zack says.
"You are such a flirt. Just because you're a handsome stud doesn't mean you can get anyone you want..." Laci says before grimacing slightly, "...Ooops, sorry." She realizes too late that she just brought Jimmy's presence into their midst when she felt Zack's body stiffens.
"I miss him so much Laci," Zack whispers, suddenly feeling sad, "...I feel like taking a plane trip to see him." Laci hugs him and rubs his back affectionately. The agreement between him and Laci is to be a couple until high school ends, no matter what. She knows about Zack's dilemma.
"But you won't...," Laci whispers back. Zack hugs her even more as he tries to stop himself from sobbing.
"Come on, let's go to the food court. It's on me," Laci says as she extricates herself from Zack's crushing hug. Ever since she knew about Zack's situation with his family and the complicated relationship he has with Jimmy, Laci has been very supportive. Zack is lucky to have a trustworthy confidante in Laci. She was disappointed at first when she found out that Zack wasn't interested in her but after being neighbors and childhood friends for so many years and after witnessing the going-ons at the Thomas household, Laci decided to help Zack in anyway she could.
Zack is looking at the soda in front of him and Laci is looking at Zack looking at his soda. Several boys and girls at the food court are looking unashamedly at them. Some looking at them out of curiosity and some out of lust. The blond haired boy with the piercing blue eyes and attractive face gets more attention from the onlookers though than the brunette girl. Just a first look at Zack makes their heart beats a little faster.
"Why don't you tell Jimmy what you've told me? I'm sure he would understand," Laci asks a question she's been asking for so many times.
"We've been through this, Laci. I know he would understand but knowing Jimmy, he would probably bring his parents to talk to my mother. When that happens, all hell will break loose. And you know that, Laci. You of all people know what my mother is capable of," Zack replies almost harshly. But Laci knows the frustration is not aimed at her.
"Why don't you just leave? Go somewhere far away from here," Laci suggests lamely, repeating the same argument that she knows will always be shot down by Zack.
Zack snorts derisively in response.
"Why don't we kill my mother instead?" Zack says sarcastically.
Laci sighs and lets her shoulders drop in resignation.
"Hey, Zack! Come in," Dr. Robert Protsky greets the tall blond good looking teenager at his doorstep. "Haven't seen you in a while. If my wife didn't tell me you're still around, I would've put you on the runaway list," he adds with a wink, "How's your Mom doing?"
"She's fine. Can I go up and get some of my stuff in Jimmy's room?" Zack asks politely, knowing full well that Jimmy's family is part of his life already and that they would think it strange for him to ask such a request. But without Jimmy around he feels a slight shy and awkward.
"Hey, what's going on Zack? You know you're always welcome in our house and Jimmy's room too," says Dr. Robert Protsky, "You're not thinking of ditching us are you?"
"Who's ditching us?" Mrs. Protsky asks after overhearing her husband last few words at the foot of the stairs where she was just coming down from.
"Zack...," her husband replies while looking directly at Zack.
"Zack? This can't be true. After all the love we've showered on you. How could you?" she says dramatically grabbing Zack on his shoulders and looking intently at him. Zack can't stop himself from grinning. Jimmy's parents are so cool. Sure, Jimmy's dad is always working but every free time he had he was with his family. Jimmy's mom is so kind, loving and funny too exactly the opposite of his own mother.
"Knock it off guys," Zack says with a barely suppressed chuckle, feeling really embarrassed with the two, "Get out of my way..."
He pushes past the tag team he and Jimmy called The Protskies and runs up the stairs with a grin on his face. He can hear their laughter when he reaches the landing upstairs. He suddenly feels happier and at home, his real home.
He opens the door to Jimmy's bedroom and sees a young boy sleeping on the double bed. Grinning to himself, he closes the door quietly and slowly tiptoes towards the unsuspecting sleeper until he reaches the edge of the bed. As he moves to tickle the victim, Zack gasps in utter surprise as the little boy suddenly screams and grabs his head to pull him downwards. Adrenaline rushes through his body and his heart pounds even faster as he mercilessly digs his fingers into the boy's soft and tickly ribs. The boy struggles not to giggle but with the ministrations of Zack's expert fingers he doesn't have a chance.
"Stop it! Stop it! I give up! I give up! Stop it! Stop it!" The younger boy is now finally defeated but still struggling and Zack knows that the moment he lets his concentration slip, the boy can run and indeed had got away from him on previous occasions except when Jimmy was around. If Jimmy was here... Shit, if Jimmy was here he would've tickled Zack until his brother Kenny escaped. And then Zack would go after Jimmy's ticklish ribs with Kenny riding on his back until all of them became a weakened heap of giggling bodies on the bedroom floor.
"Not until you say you're sorry, you little shit! I almost died!" Zack grunts at the obviously struggling but weakened kid. He grimaces as he just realizes that he swore in front of the boy. Kenny just grins with satisfaction. Zack digs his fingers in deeper into the boy's soft flesh.
"Gonna tell Mom you said shit! Stop it! Or I'll tell!" Kenny says quickly before Zack started tickling him again.
Zack reluctantly stops his tickle attack on the boy and sits on the bed next to him and says, "Fuck!" pauses, looks at the grinning ten-year-old and continues with, "Oh, shit I did it again... And again..."
"Don't worry, I'm not gonna tell..."
"Thanks, Kenny... Good decision too 'coz otherwise you're never gonna get out of here alive... Hehehe... Anyway, what are you doing in Jimmy's room? You almost gave me a heart attack when you screamed..."
"I was playing Halo, and I heard you coming up and boy, I scared you so bad... Yess! I'm gonna tell Jimmy," Kenny says and starts laughing again.
Zack lies down next to Kenny and a second later feel the boy's head on his shoulder. He wraps his arm around the boy and they lie on the bed with their eyes closed.
"I miss Jimmy," Kenny says quietly.
"Yeah, me too, Kenny."
"I miss you too... Why did you two fight? You love each other don't you?" Kenny asks and Zack tenses up. He doesn't expect a kid like Kenny to understand the concept of love between boys yet. Gosh, he doesn't even understand it much himself. All that Zack knows is that Jimmy makes him happy and he wants to spend as much time with him as possible where they would be sleeping together at night and he would be snuggling close to Jimmy's warm body, wanting to hold him closer and kiss his soft lips, and wanting to make love to Jimmy's body. The thought makes his penis go semi hard.
"Yeah, but friends who loves each other do have disagreements sometimes. It doesn't mean I don't love Jimmy anymore. He's still my best friend," Zack replies, hoping the line of questioning stops there.
"Then, why did you tell him you don't love him like he loves you? I know you love him too."
Zack is shocked to say the least. Kenny had been eavesdropping when he and Jimmy were having that intense argument yesterday. It is no wonder that he is asking such intimate questions about him and Jimmy.
"You sneaky little..." Zack says, just managing to stop himself from swearing again, "You were listening at the door yesterday..." He looks at Kenny with a frown. The frown makes him look cuter.
"Mom was there too..." Kenny replies as he glances at Zack; as if that made it okay.
"Oh, my God..." Zack says and groans as he covers his face with his hands. "Your Mom heard it too...", he says to himself, wanting to disappear from the face of the earth. This is not happening, he thinks. How is he supposed to face Jimmy's Mom and Dad? Okay, she must be cool about it based on Zack's meeting with her just now. Does Jimmy's Dad know too? Things are going out of control and Zack can't do shit about anything.
"Mom says you're just afraid of Jimmy's love... She told Dad last night that you love Jimmy too... Heheh...they thought I was asleep." Well, that answers the Does-Dad-know-it-too? question.
"This is unbelievable," Zack says indignantly, "My God, you guys heard everything yesterday..." He feels so helpless and that all his plans under threat by the fact that Jimmy's family is now aware of what happened between him and Jimmy. He doesn't want any of them to get hurt.
"Both of you were fighting so loud we couldn't help hearing... Anyway, Mom says things will work out soon with Aunt Megan's help..."
"What?!"
"....Errmm," Kenny stammers and quickly closes his mouth. He looks at Jimmy like a helpless little baby rabbit. He has just revealed something he had promised not to tell. He fancies his chances to bolt and run before things gets worse and he reveals more stuff.
"Don't you dare go anywhere..." Zack says as he grabs and pins down the smaller boy, "I won't let you go until you tell me what is going to happen in New York..."
TBC
If you like this story, please tell me at fyiord@yahoo.com. If you have any constructive criticism, I'm all ears.
This is my third attempt. The other two are in High School, i.e. Heartache (completed - Jan 31 2004) and Living In A Box (unfinished - Jul 19 2003) if you haven't read them yet.