Someone In My Life
Part III
by: Jimmy Allen
Warning:
Well this is part 3 of this story. I hope you all like this part too. Please let me know what you think at Ja1331@yahoo.com.
This story is about teens who let fate take them to each other. It is pure fiction and maybe a part of my fantasy. There is some sex involved here, so if its not to your tastes or your underage then please leave now. This is my first story so email your comments to me at ja1331@yahoo.com. I will reply to comments but flames will be ignored. I hope you like this story.
Friends Forever
When I got home the next morning breakfast was waiting again. I could really get used to this. Before we sat down to eat we gave each other a hug and a kiss. I really liked those lips. So soft and warm. I could have stayed like that forever but I was hungry too.
After Breakfast we sat on the sofa for a while and just talked. He told me he was going to find a job today. He says he can't stay there forever without helping out. I told him it was not necessary, but he was welcome to try. I didn't have alot but, I felt his love was enough to keep me going. The money I made would have to be enough.
We continued to talk until suddenly he went quiet. I asked him what the problem was. I could tell he didn't want to say anything.
I said, "A.J. you can talk to me about anything. Whatever it is, its ok."
He kind of looked at me and then said, " well I think I want to go back and get the rest of my stuff."
I looked at him and asked him, " thats fine, so whats the problem?"
He looked at me and said, " well you don't know it, but my dad and brother don't get along with me very well. They are mean and take advantage of me. The only reason we got out of there last time so easy was because they were both gone."
I looked at him and thought about what he said. What was he saying? Did he just say take advantage of him? I had to know now.
"What do you mean take advantage of you?" I asked.
He looked down at his feet. I could tell he was wanting to cry. I took my hands and put them on his face lifting it up.
I looked him in the eyes and said " look we will get through this. I am here to help you. Whatever happens happens, but we will get this done if thats what you want. But you said takes advantage of you. What do you mean by that? Please tell me."
I could tell he really was not wanting to say anything. I just pulled him closer and whispered in his ear that things will be okay. There was nothing we couldn't do together.
Well he had this terribly sad face by this time. I wish I could have done more for him, but I knew he would have to handle this himself. All I could do was hold him and comfort him. We sat there for a good while until finally he looked like he was going to say something.
Would you really help me with all this? he says.
I told him that was a silly statment. In the little time I knew him I would do anything for him. He was someone that I had been looking for all my life. I would go to the ends of the world for him.
Well he then started to talk to me a little.
He said, "well when I was home my brother and my dad use to abuse me some. I really hated it, it was terrible. They would come into my room anytime the felt like it and I would have to do things with them. It didn't matter what I wanted. It was whatever they wanted. I used to beg them to stop, to leave me alone but they wouldn't."
By now he was crying. All I could do was hold him. I felt so sorry for him. He was like his whole world just came to an end. I wanted to make his life easier, but we would have to get through this first.
I told him, "Look I love you and will do whatever I can to help you. I know your feeling bad right now, but I am here. We will go and get your stuff and you will never have to go there again if you don't want to."
He was saying, "but you don;t seem to understand, They are both bigger than me. They will not let me get anything no doubt."
I told him to stop worrying. I had some friends that could help. What ever it took we would get it done. I took his face and held it up. I looked into his eyes and give him a smile. I pressed my lips to his. We kisses, just a tender little kiss, but a kiss that I felt was needed.
I asked him if he really thought we would have any trouble. I was wondering just what might happen. What was he trying to tell me? How bad could it be? I was not a big person, but I was not afraid of anyone. They could have been ten feet tall and I would have done anything for him.
I asked him, "'when you want to go do this?"
He said "you want to sleep a while I know, so why don't we do this later, after you wake up."
I told him that was fine. I was tired and could use the rest. I had to ask him if he was coming to lay with me.
He said " no, I am going to get a job now. I will wake you at the usual time."
At that we kissed on last time and I went off to rest.
I woke at about 4:00 later than usual. He was not there by my side. I got up and went to the bathroom. After finishing I went into the kitchen. He was there fixing something to eat. He seen me approach and came to me. He kissed me on the lips. Wow, there are those lips again. After parting I asked him how things went. I could see he was in better spirits.
He said "I have a job. I will be working at the local pizza place down the street."
I was so happy for him I gave him a hug.
He tells me what he will be doing and that he will start to work tonight.
I ask him "You start that soon? How come that soon? They need help that bad?"
He kind of laughs and says "no they don't need anyone that bad, but one of the guys is moving back home and they will need someone starting next week. They said I might as well start now so I can learn what all I will have to do."
I stood there in a shock, almost. Here was the love of my life and he was going to be working. I thought that both good and bad.
I had to ask " what hours will you be working?"
He says, "Some days I will be 8 p.m. until 1 a.m., and some times from 9 p.m. to 2 a.m. I feel that will be good. I will be working while you are and then we can be off together"
I felt like that would be good hours. If would still give us plenty of time together.
We finally sat down to eat. He was still all aglow. It was like something had finally gone right for him.
After lunch he asked me if we could leave to go get his stuff. I felt it was about time to handle this. I made a phone call and explained the situation to a friend. I asked him if he had some back up just in case we needed it later. He assured me he did and to let if know if he was needed. With that we left for his old house. I was sure hoping this was the last time we had to go there as I had an uneasy feeling about this.
We got to the door and he used his key. He walked in like he owned the place with me right behind him. When we got inside we were greeted by a big tall man of about 24 or 25 that looked alot like A.J.. I would learn later that this was his older brother.
His brother goes. "what you want faggot boy?"
A.J. tells him he is there for the rest of his stuff and if he don't mind he will just get what is his and be on his way.
His brother says " I don't think there is anything here of yours any more. You left so whatever is here is ours now. And by the way who is this, your new boyfriend?"
You could see A.J. tense up. He just looked at his brother.
I stepped up and told him, "Look we don't want any trouble with you, but A.J. is not my boyfriend. We are just friends and he has come to get what is his. Sure he now lives with me and yes I can give him the lovin and support he did not get here but we are just friends."
Well his brother was not happy with that statement. He looked at me and gave me a look that was hard to describe. I could see hate there and something else that I could not describe.
I went on, "Look I know what you did to A. J. was not good. He has not told me much, but from the way he has acted it could not have been good. Now you call his a faggot and the way it looks to me, you were just as much of a faggot as he was.
Well that really did not going over well. He started walking towards me. I just stood my ground. I was not going to be intimidated by him. I have met head on with bigger and meaner people than this and was not going to be afraid.
He got right up to me and said, "What you say boy. You want some of me."
I told him no. I only wanted to get A.J.'s stuff and would do whatever it took. He just snarled at me and took a step back.
He says, "for a little man you sure have balls."
I told him yes I did. Whenever I felt something was worth fighting for I would do whatever it took to get the job done. I would not be afraid of him under any circumstances because of all the abuse A.J. took from here.
He goes "well dad is not here right now so I suggest you get his stuff and get the hell out of here before he gets back. He will not be happy to know faggotboy was here. You two can be damn lucky that I let you off this easy. I would rather be kicking both your asses."
Looking at him I figured he was probably right. He was big and I was sure strong. He looked like he worked out. His chest was way out there like them big jocks. He turned and went to another room. I grabbed A.J.'s arm and told him to lead the way. He had been standing there in a trance like state. I now wanted to get done and get the hell out of there. I felt we were at least safe at the moment unless his dad showed up.
We took a couple arm loads of stuff to the car. I told A.J. to make sure he had everything. He went back inside one last time and came out empty handed.
He told me that was it. There was nothing left. We got to the car and opened the door and his brother appeared at the front door.
He goes" You got everything fag? I don't want to see you here anymore."
A.J. tells him thats it. He will not be back and to tell his dad bye too.
As we drove off I could see A.J. crying out the corner of my eye. I pulled him closer to me and gave him the best hug I could and still drive.
I asked him what was the problem. He just sits there and continues to cry softly. I decide to just let him go and when he gets done then maybe he will talk. We drove the rest of the way to my house in silence. He was only crying softly and keeping quiet otherwise.
We unloaded the car. He was very subdued. I just had to make him feel better. I gave him a hug once we were done to cheer him up. He seemed to melt in my arms. I really was loving this. I know he had been through alot by now and was hoping I could make it all up to him. I was hoping we could live a thousand years like this, just me and him. After awhile he seemed to come back to that happy feeling he got sometimes. I guess I can do that to him as I smile to myself.
It was starting to get late and we both needed to start thinking about getting ready to work. To work, wow, that was strange. We both were going to be going to work. That seemed strange to me somehow. Here I only met him and now I had to let him go for a few hours. Not that it really mattered anyway as I would be gone too.
After getting ready I decided that since he had to be at work at the same time and since it was one the way, that I would take him there. I was so proud of him. Seeing him sit there in that seat with that uniform on and all excited. He just couldn't seem to talk. He sat there quietly and smiled for the couple of minutes it took to get those couple of blocks. I let him off at the side of the building. There are people near by so I felt a kiss would not be in order. We just said our goodbyes and he left.
I left for work a much happier person.
Each day brought us closer and closer together. We done things with each other that few people could ever hope for. We went on vacation together and had a great time everyday. He was good at work and moved up to assistant manager at night in a couple months. We never got bothered by his dad or brother. They left us alone. I had to count my blessing everyday when I woke up with him by my side. What could ever be better? I had everything going for me now that I finally had someone in my life that I could love.
Until.... ___________________________________________________________________
Well tell me what you think. I have some more in my head if you might be interested in them. Just remember like I said all this is fiction. None of it is true... it is only a fantasy... or is it? Someone In My Life
Part III
by: Jimmy Allen
Warning:
Well this is part 3 of this story. I hope you all like this part too. Please let me know what you think at Ja1331@yahoo.com.
This story is about teens who let fate take them to each other. It is pure fiction and maybe a part of my fantasy. There is some sex involved here, so if its not to your tastes or your underage then please leave now. This is my first story so email your comments to me at ja1331@yahoo.com. I will reply to comments but flames will be ignored. I hope you like this story.
Friends Forever
When I got home the next morning breakfast was waiting again. I could really get used to this. Before we sat down to eat we gave each other a hug and a kiss. I really liked those lips. So soft and warm. I could have stayed like that forever but I was hungry too.
After Breakfast we sat on the sofa for a while and just talked. He told me he was going to find a job today. He says he can't stay there forever without helping out. I told him it was not necessary, but he was welcome to try. I didn't have alot but, I felt his love was enough to keep me going. The money I made would have to be enough.
We continued to talk until suddenly he went quiet. I asked him what the problem was. I could tell he didn't want to say anything.
I said, "A.J. you can talk to me about anything. Whatever it is, its ok."
He kind of looked at me and then said, " well I think I want to go back and get the rest of my stuff."
I looked at him and asked him, " thats fine, so whats the problem?"
He looked at me and said, " well you don't know it, but my dad and brother don't get along with me very well. They are mean and take advantage of me. The only reason we got out of there last time so easy was because they were both gone."
I looked at him and thought about what he said. What was he saying? Did he just say take advantage of him? I had to know now.
"What do you mean take advantage of you?" I asked.
He looked down at his feet. I could tell he was wanting to cry. I took my hands and put them on his face lifting it up.
I looked him in the eyes and said " look we will get through this. I am here to help you. Whatever happens happens, but we will get this done if thats what you want. But you said takes advantage of you. What do you mean by that? Please tell me."
I could tell he really was not wanting to say anything. I just pulled him closer and whispered in his ear that things will be okay. There was nothing we couldn't do together.
Well he had this terribly sad face by this time. I wish I could have done more for him, but I knew he would have to handle this himself. All I could do was hold him and comfort him. We sat there for a good while until finally he looked like he was going to say something.
Would you really help me with all this? he says.
I told him that was a silly statment. In the little time I knew him I would do anything for him. He was someone that I had been looking for all my life. I would go to the ends of the world for him.
Well he then started to talk to me a little.
He said, "well when I was home my brother and my dad use to abuse me some. I really hated it, it was terrible. They would come into my room anytime the felt like it and I would have to do things with them. It didn't matter what I wanted. It was whatever they wanted. I used to beg them to stop, to leave me alone but they wouldn't."
By now he was crying. All I could do was hold him. I felt so sorry for him. He was like his whole world just came to an end. I wanted to make his life easier, but we would have to get through this first.
I told him, "Look I love you and will do whatever I can to help you. I know your feeling bad right now, but I am here. We will go and get your stuff and you will never have to go there again if you don't want to."
He was saying, "but you don;t seem to understand, They are both bigger than me. They will not let me get anything no doubt."
I told him to stop worrying. I had some friends that could help. What ever it took we would get it done. I took his face and held it up. I looked into his eyes and give him a smile. I pressed my lips to his. We kisses, just a tender little kiss, but a kiss that I felt was needed.
I asked him if he really thought we would have any trouble. I was wondering just what might happen. What was he trying to tell me? How bad could it be? I was not a big person, but I was not afraid of anyone. They could have been ten feet tall and I would have done anything for him.
I asked him, "'when you want to go do this?"
He said "you want to sleep a while I know, so why don't we do this later, after you wake up."
I told him that was fine. I was tired and could use the rest. I had to ask him if he was coming to lay with me.
He said " no, I am going to get a job now. I will wake you at the usual time."
At that we kissed on last time and I went off to rest.
I woke at about 4:00 later than usual. He was not there by my side. I got up and went to the bathroom. After finishing I went into the kitchen. He was there fixing something to eat. He seen me approach and came to me. He kissed me on the lips. Wow, there are those lips again. After parting I asked him how things went. I could see he was in better spirits.
He said "I have a job. I will be working at the local pizza place down the street."
I was so happy for him I gave him a hug.
He tells me what he will be doing and that he will start to work tonight.
I ask him "You start that soon? How come that soon? They need help that bad?"
He kind of laughs and says "no they don't need anyone that bad, but one of the guys is moving back home and they will need someone starting next week. They said I might as well start now so I can learn what all I will have to do."
I stood there in a shock, almost. Here was the love of my life and he was going to be working. I thought that both good and bad.
I had to ask " what hours will you be working?"
He says, "Some days I will be 8 p.m. until 1 a.m., and some times from 9 p.m. to 2 a.m. I feel that will be good. I will be working while you are and then we can be off together"
I felt like that would be good hours. If would still give us plenty of time together.
We finally sat down to eat. He was still all aglow. It was like something had finally gone right for him.
After lunch he asked me if we could leave to go get his stuff. I felt it was about time to handle this. I made a phone call and explained the situation to a friend. I asked him if he had some back up just in case we needed it later. He assured me he did and to let if know if he was needed. With that we left for his old house. I was sure hoping this was the last time we had to go there as I had an uneasy feeling about this.
We got to the door and he used his key. He walked in like he owned the place with me right behind him. When we got inside we were greeted by a big tall man of about 24 or 25 that looked alot like A.J.. I would learn later that this was his older brother.
His brother goes. "what you want faggot boy?"
A.J. tells him he is there for the rest of his stuff and if he don't mind he will just get what is his and be on his way.
His brother says " I don't think there is anything here of yours any more. You left so whatever is here is ours now. And by the way who is this, your new boyfriend?"
You could see A.J. tense up. He just looked at his brother.
I stepped up and told him, "Look we don't want any trouble with you, but A.J. is not my boyfriend. We are just friends and he has come to get what is his. Sure he now lives with me and yes I can give him the lovin and support he did not get here but we are just friends."
Well his brother was not happy with that statement. He looked at me and gave me a look that was hard to describe. I could see hate there and something else that I could not describe.
I went on, "Look I know what you did to A. J. was not good. He has not told me much, but from the way he has acted it could not have been good. Now you call his a faggot and the way it looks to me, you were just as much of a faggot as he was.
Well that really did not going over well. He started walking towards me. I just stood my ground. I was not going to be intimidated by him. I have met head on with bigger and meaner people than this and was not going to be afraid.
He got right up to me and said, "What you say boy. You want some of me."
I told him no. I only wanted to get A.J.'s stuff and would do whatever it took. He just snarled at me and took a step back.
He says, "for a little man you sure have balls."
I told him yes I did. Whenever I felt something was worth fighting for I would do whatever it took to get the job done. I would not be afraid of him under any circumstances because of all the abuse A.J. took from here.
He goes "well dad is not here right now so I suggest you get his stuff and get the hell out of here before he gets back. He will not be happy to know faggotboy was here. You two can be damn lucky that I let you off this easy. I would rather be kicking both your asses."
Looking at him I figured he was probably right. He was big and I was sure strong. He looked like he worked out. His chest was way out there like them big jocks. He turned and went to another room. I grabbed A.J.'s arm and told him to lead the way. He had been standing there in a trance like state. I now wanted to get done and get the hell out of there. I felt we were at least safe at the moment unless his dad showed up.
We took a couple arm loads of stuff to the car. I told A.J. to make sure he had everything. He went back inside one last time and came out empty handed.
He told me that was it. There was nothing left. We got to the car and opened the door and his brother appeared at the front door.
He goes" You got everything fag? I don't want to see you here anymore."
A.J. tells him thats it. He will not be back and to tell his dad bye too.
As we drove off I could see A.J. crying out the corner of my eye. I pulled him closer to me and gave him the best hug I could and still drive.
I asked him what was the problem. He just sits there and continues to cry softly. I decide to just let him go and when he gets done then maybe he will talk. We drove the rest of the way to my house in silence. He was only crying softly and keeping quiet otherwise.
We unloaded the car. He was very subdued. I just had to make him feel better. I gave him a hug once we were done to cheer him up. He seemed to melt in my arms. I really was loving this. I know he had been through alot by now and was hoping I could make it all up to him. I was hoping we could live a thousand years like this, just me and him. After awhile he seemed to come back to that happy feeling he got sometimes. I guess I can do that to him as I smile to myself.
It was starting to get late and we both needed to start thinking about getting ready to work. To work, wow, that was strange. We both were going to be going to work. That seemed strange to me somehow. Here I only met him and now I had to let him go for a few hours. Not that it really mattered anyway as I would be gone too.
After getting ready I decided that since he had to be at work at the same time and since it was one the way, that I would take him there. I was so proud of him. Seeing him sit there in that seat with that uniform on and all excited. He just couldn't seem to talk. He sat there quietly and smiled for the couple of minutes it took to get those couple of blocks. I let him off at the side of the building. There are people near by so I felt a kiss would not be in order. We just said our goodbyes and he left.
I left for work a much happier person.
Each day brought us closer and closer together. We done things with each other that few people could ever hope for. We went on vacation together and had a great time everyday.
He was good at work and moved up to assistant manager at night in a couple months. We never got bothered by his dad or brother. They left us alone. I had to count my blessing everyday when I woke up with him by my side. What could ever be better? I had everything going for me now that I finally had someone in my life that I could love.
Until.... ___________________________________________________________________
Well tell me what you think. I have some more in my head if you might be interested in them. Just remember like I said all this is fiction. None of it is true... it is only a fantasy... or is it?