This story isn't what you think. It's not one of those story where it's just sex. It starts out that way, but there's a reason so give this a chance. ---
The other boy was penetrating a 16-year-old boy. Both of them, I say, are beautiful. You can hear them moaning loadly and breath hard. The boy that was being penetrated was in ecstasy, but there was something wrong. I saw a tear. Why was there a tear? Their young teen bodies were moving in such a beauty that I was beginning to stroke my hard-on.
Well . . . that was the last porno I ever saw. My dad caught me in the act and was REALLY pissed. He hit me a few times and kicked me out of his house. To tell you the truth, I didn't like my dad anyway, so it didn't matter. I couldn't get the image of the boy crying out of my head though. He had black hair like mine and had blue eyes. Everything about him screamed, "I'm sexy." Just thinking about him gave me another hard-on.
The problem now was where am I going to live? What the hell am I going to do? I hated myself so much. All this, just because I'm fucking gay. What a fucking cruel world. Dad's beating was something that happened a lot over my lifetime. He was such a drunken fucker. I hated him. I wish he never came back from work after all those nights of me being hit by him for no reason. The pain, I couldn't take it anymore. And him', I couldn't take him' anymore.
With my bruised up body and bloody lip. I picked myself up and walked the streets. If I had friends I would of had somewhere to sleep, but nope, not me. I was a loner. Yes, I was gay, single, disowned, and a fucking loner to add to that. Suicide was a thought that passed through my head, but I couldn't do it. There had to be more to my life. If I suffered this bad already, I'm guessing some miracle would happen.
I was in town and was getting really hungry. I went by a restaurant window and saw a happy family eating and all. You couldn't help, but get mad. Not at them, but at what the hell god's doing to me. God couldn't be mad at me; I wasn't really that bad of a guy. Really, I'm not. I was tired of this bullshit and had to get out there. This town just brings back some old memories. Stuff I didn't want to remember. Stuff like me getting beat up in school all the time. I didn't know what the hell was wrong with those kids. Was I some kind of person to be hated THAT easily? I didn't even do anything wrong.
A car pulled up next to me. Thank god, some one cared. "Hey kid, need a ride?" The stranger asked.
I gave him a smile and said, "Yeh, thanks. I need one real bad." I got in and off we went.
"So where are we going?" He asked.
"As far as you can take me."
"I'm going to stop by the next town. Is that ok?"
"Yeah sure that would be fine."
He kept driving. It was like a few hour drive so I took a nap. I didn't even notice the car stopped till the stranger woke me up.
"Kid I'm going to get a motel. I don't think you want to sleep with me so you ok sleeping here in the truck? I'll leave the windows down." He said.
"Sure." I turned and went back to sleep. ***
ARRGHHH . . . my neck felt horrible. Probably cause I slept in the wrong position. It was morning and the sun was beaming down on me. I squinted and got out of the car to stretch. `Geez what a night' I thought to myself.
The sun was really getting to me so I took off my shirt. I saw a public pool by the motel. That gave me an idea. SWIMMING!!!
The pool looked so good from where I was. `Time for a cannon ball' I thought to myself. So I jumped in with a big splash. Phew that felt really good. "Hey. You seem to be having fun." A kid behind me said.
"Actually, I am." I said to the kid as I turned around to meet his face. My jaws dropped.
"Mind if I join?" He asked.
"Sur . . . sure." I hesitated to say. He looked amazingly familiar.
"I'm Rob." Rob said and extended his hand.
"I'm Joel." I shook his hand. He took off his shirt and my eyes bulged. This was just getting better and better. After that Rob jumped in next to me. When he jumped in, all the water went splashing onto my face.
"Hehe sorry." He apologized.
"It cool." *Spit water out of mouth. * "So what are you doing around here?"
"My dad brought me here. He says where meeting some people." He rolled his eyes.
"What's wrong with these people?"
"There just . . . you won't understand."
"Ok."
Rob splashed water on my face with his hands, this time on purpose. "HAHA Your getting it this time." I jumped on him. Our bodies and skin touched. We wrestled and splashed in the water. It was fun and arousing at the same time. Both of us were getting a little excited. I was ok with it, but Rob's face went really red when he noticed he was hard.
"I'm . . .I'm sorry."
"You don't' have to apologize all the time." I said.
I swam closer to him and trapped him at the end of the pool with both of my hands holding on to the pool's ledge. He was in the middle. My face came alittle closer to his. I don't know what happened, but I couldn't control myself. It felt so right. I was so close to him that our crotches were rubbing each other's. Shivers went through my body as I came closer to his face trying to meet with his lips. And for the first time a miracle happened. I kissed a boy. Not just any boy, but a beautiful boy who I KNOW I can grow and love.
The stupid thing was that I only met him for like 30 minutes. Rob didn't freak out at all. Instead his hands were wrapped around my waist. Our kissing got more intense. His tongue explored mine and mines explored his. The way he kissed was so amazing. He would suck or bite my bottom lip, which drove me crazy. The way he kissed me just took the air out of me. Then something weird happened.
He pushed me out of our kiss and ran out of the pool to his room 122. Did I do something wrong? Sigh . . . I hope didn't. I couldn't help but feel bad for what I did. What if Rob wasn't into kissing other boys? OMG I probably made a BIG mistake. I ran up to Rob's room. There were butterflies in my stomach as I knocked on his door. You could hear footsteps approaching the door. But I had a gut feeling it wasn't Rob. The footsteps seemed more rough and louder compare to Rob. He was more of the innocent type. Rob had black hair, greenish blue eyes and his body was amazing. From what I saw at the pool today. I could of creamed myself.
The door finally opened and I was right. It wasn't Rob. "What do you want?" A man asked.
"Is Rob here?"
"Hold on." He turned his head back and called out Rob. Rob soft footsteps approached me.
"Hey . . . What are you doing here?" Rob asked with a cute rasp in his voice. The man walked away from us to the bathroom. I saw most of the room; it had lights around the bed with a video camera set up next to it.
"I just wanted to apologize for what I did. I'm sorry."
"It's like what you said, you don't have to apologize all the time." He used my words and twisted it around on me. I thought it was kinda cute and it made me blush.
"Yeah . . ." GGRR I was freaking burning up. How much of a dork could I be?
"Well, I got something to do. I'll see you later ok?" He looked around and gave me a quick kiss before closing the door.
I felt like I was floating. Wow, Rob kissed me and I think he LIKED it. Hehe things are finally turning around. My driver probably woke up already so I went back to the truck. But when I got back to the truck. It wasn't there. OMG that bastard just left me here. Shit, where am going to go NOW?
I'm always left stranded someway or another. I'm so fucking unlucky. I'm waiting . . . for SOME kind of miracle God has to offer. Then an idea hit my head. Why can't I just stay with Rob for a while?
But I was too scared to bother them again. So I waited for a while. For a boy stranded in a motel, I had NOTHING to do. The whole time I was waiting . . . and staring at the door where Rob's room was at. It was weird though.
I kept seeing people going into his room. Usually it was some young boys.
And usually they were very hot. My curiosity got the best of me so I went to his motel door. There was a window near his room so I took a peek at what was going on.
Through the window I saw Rob and some boy. I felt little jealous that he was with another boy. But it wasn't like me and Rob were an item. It's nothing . . . yeah nothing. I looked a little closer. It was getting weirder. I never gave much thought to why there was so much light around this video camera near the bed. Where they making a movie or something? Wait, why was the boy taking off his clothes?
The man came out of the bathroom and took hold of the video camera. When the man gave a sign, Rob began to take off his clothes too. OMG they were making a porno! I felt a stirring in my pants. My cock was getting hard. I couldn't help it. Rob was so sexy. My eyes were glued onto the window as I watched Rob ran his hands around the boy's body. He licked his lips and closed his eyes. Rob caressed his cock through his underwear. Geez, this was getting hot.
The boy pulled down his underwear and revealed his 6'inch cock. Rob looked up at the boy and gave him a kiss. Slowly he kissed his way down. Down to his nipple, neck, and nable to his . . . cock. He slowly bobbed his head up and down sucking on the boy's cock. I could hear the boy's hard breathing through the door. He was in ecstasy. Then I saw it! Something I saw before and I recognized it RIGHT away. A tear. Wait . . . could Rob be that boy I saw in that porno movie? The one that caused my dad to get SOO angry with me that he kicked me out of the house. I looked closer. It was him! That's why Rob looked so familiar. I had a crush on him right from the start.
After finding out Rob was the boy of my dreams. I couldn't bare to look at him having sex with another boy. I felt sick, jealous, and everything else when someone falls in . . . like with someone. It was hard to breath so I turned away from the window and curled up into a ball laying my back against the wall. Maybe this was one of God's doings to make me feel worse. I felt great, PEACHY even! He's probably looking down on me right now, laughing. "HAHA look at that fag sitting there alone while his dream boy is fucking some else." God would say. I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. It hurts, it hurts so much. I'm so sick and tired of my life playing these games on me. I let out all my emotions. All the frustration, anger, self-hate, and everything you could name, everything into forms of tears and hugging myself tighter and tighter till I couldn't breathe.
Everything was so wrong. I just want it to stop. Everything. Then I heard the door open. I quickly wiped away my remaining tears. Got up and walked away as quickly as possible. "Joel?" Rob asked while chasing after me. I didn't answer him though. "Wait." I didn't stop either till he turned me around.
"What's your hurry?"
"Why don't you just go fuck that boy again ok?" I said coldly to him
"You saw that? Omg it's not what's it looks like." Tears started to escape his eyes. "He meant nothing to me, I swear."
"Yeah, probably me too."
"Please don't leave. Let me explain." He held my arm.
"I don't think theres much to explain." I pulled away to escape his grip on my arm.
"My dad MAKES me do it. I don't want to. I NEVER want to." Rob fell to the ground and covered his eyes with his hands in shame. He wasn't just sobbing but he was crying really hard. I couldn't help, but stop and walk back to my dream boy.
"He MAKES you?" I asked. He shook his head `yes'.
"I've been doing this for awhile. It's the only way we could make money." He couldn't look at me in eyes as he spoke. "The sick thing is . . . I LIKE it. I can't help it if I'm gay."
I sat down next to him. "Why don't you just leave?"
"Where would I go?" He asked. Does that sound familiar?
"Why do you want me to stay then?"
"Because your not like the rest. I've been with so many boys, but they all leave me. It always broke my heart when they do that. I liked them, but I feel used after they leave without another word."
"I don't know what to say." I told him
"Tell me you won't leave."
"I don't know."
"Please." He pleaded. Finally he looked me in the eyes and slowly came closer to my face till our lips met once again. All I could say was . . . NOTHING! Every thought in my head was gone. All I could think about was Rob. His eyes, his hair, his lips hhmmm.
"I think I could get use to this." I said with a smile.
"Me too." He laid his head on my chest. My heart was beating like 100 miles per hour and I guess he felt it. "You know your heart is beating pretty fast."
"Yeah?"
"That could only mean two things." He said.
"And what's that?"
"Your either in lust or in love. Which is it, you think?"
"I would say . . ." I gave it a thought. "Love. Yeah, defiantly love."
"Good answer." We stayed that way for a while. I didn't even care if people by the motel saw us like that. For now, it was just me and Rob. That was all that mattered. But then I had a crazy thought.
"What if we run away?" I asked
"What?"
"Yeah, because you don't like your dad and I ran away because I didn't like my dad. Why not just runaway together? You and me?"
"HHmm, you know what? I think that's a good idea."
"Let's do it tonight. While your dad's asleep."
"Ok." I kissed him before saying, "I love you. And I gotta go get something before we leave ok? I'll see you at 12."
"I'll meet you by the pool." Rob got up and gave me another quick kiss. We couldn't stop hehe. Would this plan work though? Me and Rob running away with each other. Let's hope this was were my miracle would come in. I could only pray. ---
I hope you like this story. It's kind of new and weird, I know. It's a whole new look of a boy that was in a porno. There life and love story. Hope you enjoy it.
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