He was tall, bleached blonde since he didn't like his red hair, smooth silk skin, lean with muscled abs, shoulders, arms and thighs, graceful when he ran swam and walked, ran track and swam at school, had girls eyes look at him when he walked away, a smile that charmed bullies and teachers alike, refused to wear underwear, had high grades, loved to play video games and got into mischief which was always forgiven.
And he was Conrad's boyfriend though nobody knew it.
It started when Conrad was a freshman and Robert was a sophomore and continued thereafter.
They lived close which made their times together easy be it in secret or afterschool study explained.
Conrad felt the bruises, the abrasions and the black eye by the time Robert approached. The three older boys just looked up. There was no yelling, cursing or threats.
"Shit man we didn't know he was a friend of yours" or something like that could be heard and they moved away leaving Conrad on the sidewalk near tears.
Robert sisn't say anything but helped him to his feet and likewise gathered the fallen notebook and disheveled books.
"You better come home with me, so your Mom doesn't see you like that" was all he said.
Conrad straddled the scooter. Robert took his arms and pulled them around his waist. Conrad felt a chill, a schock and instant warmth of the older boy's protection.
He stood nearly naked as Robert helped him dress the wounds and put a bandage here and there. Conrad's cock tented his jockeys.
"Don't worry about it, everyone gets em" Robert said but gently held the cotton covered cockhead and gave it a gentle squeeze. It grew harder.
Conrad sat in that condition holding the bag of frozen beans against his blackened eye. He watched Robert strip, not just to his underwear but naked.
"Want to do some video games?" he asked not bothering to dress.
Conrad began the first of many hours beside the naked older boy emersed in medieval theme contests.
Robert never explained why he preferred to play naked nor did he excuse himself. He just did it. Eventually Conrad did too ignoring his ongoing erection whenever he was in Robert's company.
Eventually they shared masturbation - and Conrad reached hesitantly the first time he offered his hand. Robert sighed neither shriking away or turning agressive.
They shared hot showers, grunting as they released each other's puberty demands.
But even more enjoyable were the walks or rides to and from school when they talked about life, parents, teachers, other students, sports and plans for summer trips to exotic places they'd never see.
It was a summer night, very late, when Conrad crept from his bedroom and out the back door. The night air was still warm from the humid summer day. He walked the blocks in the darkness worried that some car would drive by.
It didn't really matter since nobody would know him. His shirt flapped after he stuck it in his belt. The warm air on his naked chest encouraged him.
Finding the key where it was always hidden, he tip toed inside Robert's house. He was sitting on the couch watching tv. He was naked. A hand towel nearby told Conrad his friend had either relieved himself or was about to.
Robert looked up and didn't say a word. Contrad let his shorts drop and kicked his shoes off.
He blocked the view of the TV as he knelt and did what he planned to enjoying the sensations that a hard erection offer when kissed, licked and swallowed. He gladly swallowed what Robert's body had to offer. Somehow he felt it would bring him closer.
"you ok?" Robert whispered and Conrad smiled.
"can I stay"
Robert stood. His penis hadn't softened despite it's orgasm.
He turned the TV off and put his arm around Confrad's shoulders leading him to the bedroom where the two had played video games.
Conrad licked the body he had viewed, pet, dreamed about and kissed every inch. He nourished himself on the begging erection.
Then to his surprise Robert pushed him back and immitated every lick, kiss, suck, tongue, pinch, masage and massage making Contrad's body open for the eventual insertion.
As time passed the memory of that first night was embellished but Conrad correctly accuratly remembered neither of them slept. The hours weren't measured except by the morning light.
The times that Robert moved into him were countless. The number that Conrad inserted into Robert were fewer and not as relished but enjoyable.
Their bodies bore dried stains of their passion. Despite the morning light, neither wanted to move away from the other. But sounds of Robert's returning parents and his mother asking if he wanted breakfast, slowly dimmed thier fantasy world of passion and illuminated it with everyday reality.
She didn't seem surprised to see Conrad join them at the table despite that being the first night he had spent in their house. He wondered if they suspected he spent it in Robert's bed as well.
High School years has it's share of stress, excitement, discoveries, zits, surprise quizes and fears of the daunting years ahead.
But somehow it was better, smoother, easier and more fulfilling for Conrad knowing he had someone who shared passion.
They never called themselves names, classified their times together nor worried that others would discover them.
Each day was the same as it had been before. Track events were still fun to go to and Conrad still felt the pride he felt before watching Robert run and often win races.
His grades traveled the journey of life but maintained an acceptable average while Robert's seemed to stay peaked.
Academic Letters were sewn alongside his atletic ones on the sweater he wore. Seeing him wear noghitn else but the sweater added to their passion when together. Conrad eventually had one of his own and they wore each others while attackign the latest video game.
He cried when Robert graduated not of fear of being alone but for the older boy's success.
Robett's parents didn't argue with him. He worked that year saving money despite his parents being able to pay for his college years.
The summer nights they shared along with some daytime beach fun ... and the school year ahead flew by fast though Conrad felt it slow at times.
He stood clapping when Conrad accepted his diploma a year later. They traveled not to exotic places around the world but to the west coast.
And there they found others like them, a home to share, a campus to attend and a life to begin.
Together...they were lucky they knew it....