DISCLAIMER: This story is about a relationship between young boys. If you are offended by this type of story, or if this kind of materiel is illegal in your area, please stop reading now. But then again, why are you this far into the site if you did not plan to read the stories? Anyways...
This is NOT a true story, and although some of the characters may be based off real people, none of the events in this story ever really happened. Anyways, let's get on with the story.
Chapter Two -- Just a Dream?
AJ woke late into the morning, and with a dire need to change underwear. This had been the first wet dream he had since he was younger, and he couldn't even remember what the dream had been about. Quickly rolling out of bed and grabbing some fresh clothes from his dresser, he made his way to the bathroom. Hopefully a shower would help him think of the dream.
He turned on the shower to a warm steamy temperature, and stripped off his clothes, making sure to stick his moist boxers at the bottom of the pile, before stuffing them into the hamper.
He glanced at himself in the mirror, looking himself in the eye, before moving slowly down his lightly toned body. He scanned passed his slightly developed chest and stomach, sporting his small pecs and dime sized nipples, and his firm abs that he got from hundreds of crunches and sit ups. He finally glanced at his two and a half inch soft penis, and the neatly kept tuft of dark brown hair above it. His body was not as developed as he would like, and he still looked much younger than he actually was. Hell, he still had no hair on his legs and he was a sophomore in high school. But then again, that's why the girls seemed to like him.
Climbing into the shower, he instantly felt relief as the hot water hit and beaded across his smooth chest. The steam hit his face and helped to wake him up, as flashes of his dream began to flood back into his memory.
He had been taking the skater boy from the night before home in his dream, taking Taylor home. But instead of just leaving, Taylor had invited him in. And they had gone up into his room. They sat around talking a bit, but one thing led to another, and AJ had kissed the younger boy. Then, Taylor kissed him back, and before you knew it, they were under the covers together, doing things AJ had never thought of doing to another boy. It had been the most real and intense dream he could remember. And that's what confused him. Why was he having dreams about another boy like this? What did it mean? AJ had never thought for a second that he might be gay. He LOVED girls. But at the same time, he couldn't help feeling strangely attached to the boy from the night before.
He stuck his head under the hot water and flushed the thoughts out of his mind. He didn't feel like hurting his head thinking about these things. He did however, want to see Taylor again. Just to reassure that he was not seriously hurt the night before. He finished up his shower and went back to his room, dressing in blue jeans and his favorite blue zip-up shirt.
It was too early to go see him right now though. Being only ten in the morning on a Saturday, Taylor would probably still be sleeping.
AJ went downstairs to find something to eat. His mom and Dad were sitting in the Family room watching some movie.
"Morning Honey" his mom said as he entered the room. His dad also looked up and gave him a smile of acknowledgement.
"Morning" AJ replied, giving a small wave to his parents. He walked passed them into the kitchen and got himself some breakfast. Pop tarts and Orange Juice, breakfast of champions. He took his food and sat down on the couch with his parents and watched the movie with them to waste some time.
By the time the credits rolled it was half past eleven. It would have to be late enough. For some reason he was anxious to see Taylor again, and it confused him. Pushing these awkward feelings out of his head, he said goodbye to his parents, telling him that he was going to see a friend, and got up and left.
Returning to his room, AJ grabs his keys and his cell-phone of his nightstand and he's out the door.
The drive to Taylor's house took about ten minutes. Parking his car on the street, AJ gets out and walks up to the door. He looks around a bit before ringing the doorbell. After a few moments, he hears footsteps approaching the door and the doorknob turns. AJ holds his breath in hopes that it's Taylor.
The door opens and there stands a short woman, probably in her mid thirties. She looks at AJ for a moment and smiles.
"May I help you?" she asks. Her voice sounds extremely nice.
"Uh, yeah. Uh. Is, uhm Taylor home?" AJ stammers. "I'm, sort of, a friend of his." He gets out. The woman looks passed him at the black car parked on the street, and then back at AJ's face.
"OH! You must be the boy from last night!" she exclaims.
"Uh. Yeah." AJ replies. Unsure of what Taylor would have said to his mom. "I'm AJ"
"Yes, come in come in. I'm Mrs. Gunther, Taylor's mom" She smiles again and steps to the side allowing AJ to enter. "Taylor told me about how you helped him get home after he fell off his skateboard last night! That's so sweet of you!" She beamed.
"Oh, uh yeah. It was no problem. Uh, I was just coming to see if he was ok. His side looked pretty bad last night." AJ replied, relieved that she apparently did not know the whole story.
"Oh it's just some bad bruising. He's in the shower right now. You can go up and wait for him in his room if you'd like. It's the room to the right.
"Oh ok. Sure." Said AJ, and he turned towards the stares.
"Thank you for helping my boy out!" she smiled again and turned away, leaving AJ alone to venture upstairs.
Taylor's house was a regular decent sized home. And the stair-room that he was in was nicely decorated with pictures of Taylor when he was younger, and pictures of the family. The stairs went up and strait ahead was what AJ presumed was the bathroom, due to the fact that he herd water running on the other side of the door. To the left was the master bedroom, and to the right was another door.
AJ walked to that door and walked inside. This was defiantly Taylor's room. A huge waterbed was set up in the center of the far wall. In front was a stand with a decent sized TV on it, a PS2's cables plugged into the front. On the floor around the TV were stacks of DVDs and Tony Hawk games. In the corner was a computer desk, with a black monitor sitting atop it.
AJ stepped in further and sat down on the edge of the water bed and looked around at the room. The walls were painted red and adorned with posters, mostly of skaters. The closest poster was of Rodney Mullen and there another of Mike Vallely. There were some band posters also. Dirty clothes and papers were scattered across the black carpet floor. A closet door hung open revealing a closet full of skater t-shirts and jeans. Turning around to look at the wall that the bed was against, he was startled to see a black cat staring at him from atop the book-shelf headboard of the bed.
"Why hello there" AJ said, sticking his head out to scratch the cats head.
AJ herd the shower stop running and he instinctively turned his head back towards the open bedroom door. His heart skipped a beat when the thought of the possibility of Taylor unexpectedly coming through the door naked flashed into his mind. But he shook the thoughts away, getting angry at himself for thinking of such things.
The bathroom door opened, and AJ heard footsteps coming towards the bedroom. They came closer and closer until he heard a yell.
"Taylor! Your friend is waiting for you in your room!" Mrs. Gunther yelled from downstairs.
"Huh?" AJ heard Taylor say. And then Taylor's head peaked in the door, his wet hair running across his face.
"Oh, erm...Hey" AJ stammered.
"Hey dude. What's up?" Taylor asked, a look of surprise briefly showing on his face. He was still only sticking his head in the doorway.
"Nothing. Uh, I mean...I was just coming by to double check again that you were alright." He managed to get out.
"I told you last night not to worry about it, but if you really want to see." And with that Taylor stepped into the room, only wearing a blue towel wrapped around his waist. He walked up to AJ so could see the bruised skin on his side. The scar was not as horrible as it had looked from last night, but it still looked pretty painful.
"I guess it's not too bad" AJ said, though he barely even looked at the wound. He was entranced by the boy's smooth hairless chest and toned stomach. He couldn't take his eyes off of him.
"Yeah, it hurt like hell sleeping on it though" Taylor replied, watching the older boy's eyes.
"Oh yeah I bet" AJ said snapping himself from his trance.
Taylor smiled and sat down next to AJ on the bed.
"So you came all the way over here, just to check on some kid you don't even know?" He looked AJ in the eyes.
Taken aback, AJ stammered for an answer. "Well Uhm. It was sort of my fault that you got hurt and all. And I'd feel bad if I didn't at least come over here and check on you." He managed.
Taylor looked him in the eye as if reading them to tell if that was the entire story. He smiled again showing his braces, and then shook his head.
"Well, since you're all the way out here, do you want to hang out for a bit?" He said standing up from his bed and moving to his closet.
"Uh, yeah sure. I have nothing else to do today." AJ replied, happy at the chance to spend more time with Taylor.
"Ok cool." Taylor said selecting out a black t-shirt and some brown shorts. "I'll be right back" he said and he disappeared out the door.
AJ smiled to himself.
So I had actually written a bit more, but then a friend of mine told me to leave it here, and to write an entire chapter about the boys first day of hanging out, expanding on that a bit more. So, thank that person for not getting you more. Chapter 3 may take some time, but I hope to have it up ASAP.
Also, Sorry for any grammatical/spelling errors. I'm currently failing Written Comm in high school ... heh.
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