Date: Wed, 26 Aug 2009 20:22:05 -0400
From: jeddielynnwood@aol.com
Subject: BOY ON THE BUS (PART 2)

As I begin my second chapter..I would like to say that as a part of my
life was about to change..if you the reader and you are hoping that
something sexual happens when we first meet.. you can stop now! IT
DOESN'T!.. but I will tell you in advance, down the road.he does give
himself to me! This will not happen this quickly in the story! I'm
sorry,, hope those reading can relate to male love like it happens in the
story! HE WAS WORTH WAITING FOR!  NOW THE STORY...

THE BEGINNING: It was June..schools had closed for the summer
vacations  and weeks had pass since I' had seen the boy on the bus ,and
it was a saturday night..There was a hott bar in a nearby city called THE
DEPOY. I had just showered in my dad' basement shower and came up the
stairs through the kitchen when I heard someone knocking on the Kitchen
door.  with only the towel wrapped around my naked body.. wringing wet..
i went to the screen door and there standing was an older extremely
overweight fat bald man!  I said "yes"..to see what he wanted.. He then
answered me and said 'THE LORD SENT ME HERE TONIGHT.. "What??" I
shouted!! "I'm in the middle of getting dressed""what does the Lord want?
" I asked jokingly!  he replied" THE LORD WANTS YOU IN OUR CHURCH SERVICE
TONIGHT"  Well.. what would you do>.i told him "NO WAY".."got plans
here"  He then answered with this responce: "THE LORD IS WAITING,GET
DRESSED,I'LL BE WAITING IN MY CAR".. I then went to the bedroom..dropped
my town and looked at my naked body;I was so horny..I regretter not
beating off in the shower,,now that old fat man is here!...I remember
thinking is that fat old man serious? I pulled the curtain back and saw
him waiting in his car,,'GOD DAMN HIM' I thought,  I quickly got
dressed.. styled my hair.. put on whi test tightest jeans I own.. zip up
boots.. western- shirt.. and headed for the door.  As i approached him.he
said" LORD HAS A SPECIAL PLAN FOR YOU,GET IN. I obeyed..Again..I was no
longer in control anymore.. there was something else. something was
planning my fate! We drove to a nearby penecostal church and I got out
and went in! I decided to sit in the back of the church.. back pew..no
one will notice me.. and thought.. "why am I here"?  Members of the
congregation began to come and welcome me into the fold and I kinda felt
at home in a way.."HAD I FOUND MY HOME AT THE END OF THE WORLD" Maybe
when I jacked off thinking about the boy on the bus.. God had somehow
reconized the demon that now was inside me and wanted to save me" I felt
safe..at least for the moment! I was waiting for the service to start and
this small crowd of people began to enter the building from the back of
the church. I looked out to see a church van unloading.  As they all
entered one by one..me sitting on back pew,,they all could not help but
stop.. and say "hi" and shake my hand.. I was beginning to get really
nervous at this point  because i was very shy..I looked down at the floor
trying to avoid eye contact when a young tender hand reaached out to me
to shake my hand: "Hi..I'm brother Jonathan" I froze..this was not
happenning! I was looking into the most beautiful set of blue eyes  I had
ever layed eyes on! Who was he you will ask? who else? THE BOY ON THE
BUS!