Date: Wed, 4 Oct 2000 19:11:42 -0700 (PDT)
From: bardiel13@yahoo.com
Subject: steven and the turners 31

This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between young men.
Although the characters are young teenagers, It doesn't mean the author
endorses or approves sexual liaisons between underage teens or young
men. The following story is just a fantasy. None of this stories are
based on any fact known to the author. If you are not of legal age to
read this, you should leave now. If you do not like stories about
homosexual sex and relationships, you should leave now. If you are of
legal age and like this kind of stories, then keep reading and feel free
to send feedback. bardiel13@yahoo.com.

Important: The story doesn't take place in the US, so don't be surprised
by different seasons and such. The story is copyright 2000 by "Bardiel".
If you copy the story, please leave the credits, and the email address:
bardiel13@yahoo.com. Keep in mind this is my first attempt.

Foreword: Once again, I must apologize to you. I had a few problems that
prevented me from posting this chapter in time. I must also apologize to
a few people whose mails I haven't returned. I left for a long weekend
after the 21st (Spring over here) and came back to late to post the
chapter in time, and at the same time, I deleted a few mails that I
hadn't answered. I don't keep your addresses, I just reply to your mails,
not wanting to invade your privacy, so contact me again if I haven't
answered you back. (Verp, I hope you know who you are, I do remember the
header of yours, but I'm not sure if it's aol, yahoo, hotmail or what. I
hope to hear from you again soon.). Rorik, once again, you have outdone
yourself! Thank you.

Chapter 31: Home.

It wasn't until they all arrived that I got that funny feeling. Never
thought it could bother me until they were all talking in the same room.
First day at our new place, and we had our first visitors. My family and
his family all together in the same room? For some reason, it felt
awkward. Sarah talking to my mother and grandmother. At the same time,
Rob was talking to me, but I kept focused on my mother talking to Sarah.
I knew the topic of their conversation: me. What else could they be
talking about? As a matter of fact, there were some interesting facts
that Sarah could tell my mother about, but although I knew she wouldn't,
it felt strange to know that someday they would be.

Rob kept congratulating me for the job on the flat, and it was enough to
get me distracted. As I gave him the required tour, I remember all the
things we had done to the place. It didn't require a lot of work when it
came to painting, but moving everything around over and over again was
quite annoying. I painted the small office in one afternoon so we could
move the things from the living room there. After that, I did my room and
the bathroom. Over the weekend, Mike did his own room and helped me with
the dinning and living room. I ended up smelling like paint remover for
three days, but at least it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be.

All the paintings and pictures on the walls were removed, as well as a
few other things we didn't like or thought we wouldn't need. They had to
be taken back to Mike's house. Then it was time to start moving in, which
proved to be harder than getting the apartment ready. I finally bought a
king size bed and a new mattress. Thank God they delivered it so we
didn't have to end up carrying those up to our flat. But, we did have to
disassemble one of the beds and take it back to Mike's. The other one
ended up in the studio since Mike thought it would look less suspicious
when it came to our sleeping arrangements when Sean and Jay were supposed
to stay over. Finally, I had to hire people to do the moving. I thought
I'd be able to get away with just my mother's car, but my desk and a few
other things were too big, even after I pulled them apart again. With a
little help from Mike and an electric saw, the desk's back panel was
"altered" so we could sit on either side.

I kept my TV in my room, but I left the VCR for the one in the living
room. I also kept my stereo since I use it as an alarm clock (an alarm
clock was never enough to get me up). When we were finally done, it was
already Thursday and Mike's birthday. Mike, Jay, Sean and myself went out
to a movie and had some fun, but both Mike and I were too tired to keep
going. We spend our first night in our own place. Neither of us had yet
unpacked any of our clothes or other stuff, so we just crashed on our
respective beds and fell asleep in no time. We woke up really late, since
Mike had decided he could skip school in account of his birthday and
such. When we woke up around midday, we straightened out the living room,
plugged everything that needed to be plugged and then we left to buy some
food.

We didn't buy more than we needed for the afternoon, since we had to get
ready for our parents visit and neither of us was still sure of what we
would need. It was our first day in our own place, but we were still far
from having everything worked out. I was sure that after the evening was
over and everybody had left, we would know for sure what we had missed
and what else needed to be done.

My grandmother, as always, told me how proud she was of me and how she
would miss me everyday. My sister wasn't thrilled that I was moving out,
but she liked the flat. Martin and Johnny checked everything out. The
office, the bedrooms, the kitchen, everything. They were having fun as
they usually do. I noticed how neither of them paid any attention to my
sister, although I did see her checking out Martin a few times. If she
only knew, I thought.

After giving the required tour to everyone involved, I was beginning to
wonder when they were gonna leave. Martin and Johnny had come right after
school, but since both Jay and Sean get out an hour later, we were still
waiting for them. Every time I saw either Sarah and my mother or Rob and
my grandma talking, I wondered how they would feel when I came out to
them. How they would feel about my relationship with Sean. Would they
approve? I was sure my grandmother would, but I also knew that even if
she was ok with it, I would still break her heart in some way. I knew she
would be happy, but some of her hopes for me might be crushed. I wasn't
sure how to react to that thought. Just thinking that you'd disappoint
them in some manner made me feel a little guilty, I guess. But, at the
same time, I thought "tough," they'll have to learn to live with it. When
it comes to Sean and our relationship, I must admit I'm selfish. I care
about them all, but not as much as I care for him. And if they would turn
their backs on us, I probably wouldn't look back. That thought also made
me think of how Sean would feel in that case. I dismissed all those
thoughts and prayed that we would never have to find out. I hoped that
someday, they would all be with us the day we did something serious about
our relationship, no matter what it was.

When I finally left all the parental units, I caught Mike in the kitchen.
The look on his face said it all.

"Remind me not to do this again any time soon!" He stated.

"I was about to tell you the same thing. It does feel sort of weird. It's
not like they have known each other for years. The only topic is us. I
hate when parents talk about their children. I hated it when I was ten,
I'm sure you can imagine how it feels now."

"Steven, can we use the Playstation?" Asked Johnny as he walked into he
kitchen.

"Sure, I'll help you with it. Care to die a horrible death?" I asked
Mike.

"Only if you accept to a couple of races in Gran Turismo. Then I'll show
you horrible death!" He chuckled. He kicks ass at racing games, I'm good
at games with guns.

After only a couple of bloody deaths, the bell rang. We both decided to
go downstairs to welcome the guys, who, until then, hadn't been to the
flat since we started painting. As we got out of the lift, we saw our two
boyfriends standing outside, hotter than hell. Maybe it was the school
uniforms, maybe it was that it had been more than a week since our last
time alone.

"Hi, sexy!" Sean greeted me.

"Hey, stud!" Jay greeted Mike. Both smiles had mischief written all over
them. We all laughed.

As we got on the lift, Sean started. "I think these trousers are a little
small for me. What do you think Jay?" Sean asked.

"I know what you mean, you can totally see ALL of my butt! Hmm…
well, maybe that’s not such a bad thing…" he smiled.

"Well, why don't you guys ask one of the ladies up there?" I chuckled,
although I could feel some movement in my jeans. Both boys rubbing their
behinds was a huge turn on.

"They’re still here? When are they leaving?" Sean asked me.

"Soon, I hope!" Jay cried and we all started laughing. We were all
conscious of what this day meant. Our first night in our flat, both guys
staying over...

But, we would have to wait. As we got to our floor, a little over
excited, our neighbor came out and gave us an admonishing look.

"Would you mind keeping it down?" He said.

"Oh, sorry Mr. Blake. We'll try to keep our lives as miserable as
possible!" I told him with a big, fake smile and opened the door to our
flat.

"What was that all about?" Jay asked me.

"Well, every time we get here and we so much as speak, he comes out and
tells us to be quiet. He never said a thing when the movers were coming
and going, but as soon as we were leaving, he would come out and tell us
he was tired of telling us to keep quiet. And as you can see, I'm already
sick of him telling us to keep quiet."

"Yeah, I saw that! But won't he cause you any trouble?" Sean asked me.

"Nah, he's just a crazy old sod with nothing better to do. As soon as he
hears the lift, I'm sure he comes to the door to see if it's us. He
doesn't seem to have anything better to do. The super told us he just
goes to work every morning and comes back around noon. He doesn't go out
at any other time. He also said we shouldn't mind his constant whining.
Everybody in the building thinks he's crazy, anyway." Mike explained.

Our parents didn't stay much longer, probably around an hour. But it was
a long hour, full of tips, advice, and all those things parents say even
when their children aren't children any more. Before they left, I made
sure my grandma had met Sean. He had never been seen at my place, since I
pretty much had been avoiding my family all last year. She surprised me
when she said she had seen him a couple of times and was happy to finally
meet him.

I came down with my family, Mike with his and we finally said goodbye to
all of them. Both our mothers took us aside and told us to call if we
needed anything and not to forget that we still had a family. It seems
those sort of comments are universal or genetically encoded in mothers'
DNA.

"Finally!" Mike breathed.

"Yeah, I know what you mean, buddy! Now how about that bottle of
champagne I got in the fridge?"

"Sounds great! Let's go back up!" He said cheerfully.

"Time for a little payback." I said with a wicked grin.

"What do you have in mind?"

"Well, I think we are both very tired and would like to go to bed right
away."

"Yeah, I'm starting to fall asleep right now!" We both laughed.

"Hi, Mr. Blake! We'll try not to keep you up all night!" I said to the
closed door, not knowing for sure if he was checking on us again. We both
laughed at that.

As we opened the door, we were met by two cute fifteen year olds, sitting
at the dinning room table, grinning widely. They both still had their
uniforms on, but I could feel they were about to lose them any second. I
really wouldn't have minded if that happened. I must admit that something
about being really on our own, with all the time in the world, with no
one to know what we were up to, made us all feel very sexy. I guess we
all wanted the same thing, being young and perpetually horny, but I was
going to have fun with them. Tease them just a little.

"I don't know about you, Mike, but I'm beat." I yawned.

"Yeah, I can barely keep my eyes open. How about making it an early
night?" Mike asked me.

"Sounds great to me. I can't think of anything better to do. Good night,
Mike" Both boys were silent.

"Jay, would you like to join me in the office? Maybe we can have some fun
of our own!" Said Sean, trying to get back at us.

"Do whatever you want, just keep it quiet so we can sleep." I said
without a trace of concern in my voice.

"I can't make any promises, I'm feeling rather frisky tonight!" Jay
retorted.

"Whatever, see you tomorrow then. Have fun." I knew Jay could keep going,
but Sean was different.

"Ok, ok, you win! Now, are you really that tired?"

"Maybe." I paused, "Perhaps I should check out if your pants aren't too
small after all. And maybe I can stay up a little so we can talk" I
smiled.

"Will you check my pants too?" Jay said happily.

"Don't start with that, ok? Help me get some glasses!" Mike admonished
his "rather frisky" boyfriend.

"How was school?" I asked after kissing Sean quickly on the lips.

"Bad enough for me to need a lot more of that right now." He said before
pulling me closer by the back of my head.

He kissed me with passion and wrestled his tongue with mine. It felt so
good after a whole week of quick and sloppy kisses. I hugged him closer
and, as usual, my hands roamed up and down his back, occasionally groping
his butt.

"OH MY GOD!" Came a scream and a bang on the table. We both pulled back
in shock.

"You should have seen the look on your faces!" Jay was laughing so hard
he was bending over.

"I'll get you for that! You'll regret it!" I glared at him.

"Who did you think it was? I mean, you’re in your own flat!" And he
kept laughing as hard as before.

I took the bottle of champagne from Mike and proceeded to open it. Before
pulling the cork, I shook it vigorously. He never saw it coming.

"Wait, that's cold! Stop that! Please, it's really cold!" Jay kept
screaming as I poured more champagne over him.

"Now clean it!" I chuckled.

"You JERK! I'm soaking wet! What am I going to wear now?" He cursed.

"I guess you'll have to walk around naked!" I laughed.

"Sounds good to me!" Mike came closer and licked Jay's cheek. A sudden
reaction in my crotch brought me out of my high.

"Ok, sorry. I'm sorry for doing that. I'll help you clean it." As I got a
bathrobe for Jay, Mike poured the bubbly liquid in our glasses. Then we
waited for Jay to come back wearing just his robe, socks, and probably
his underwear? The mess was cleaned with little effort, after which we
made a toast. Once everything was moderately back in place, we said
goodnight and left for our respective rooms.

"Wait a sec!" I told the others. "We need to tell you a couple of things,
first."

"Like what?" Sean asked.

"I totally forgot about that!" Mike exclaimed.

"What is it?" Sean asked again.

"Rules of the house, guys. And they are important. First, when one of
these doors is closed," I pointed to the bedroom doors, " You better
knock first. Second, if you are coming over with anyone other than the
four of us, you must call first. I hope you understand what I mean by
that."

"Yeah, I understand." Jay said.

"Well, now that you do, you better take a shower. I'll wash your clothes
tomorrow morning" Mike told Jay. "Good night, guys!" Mike told us, and
then he winked at me. I closed the door behind me.

"Still haven't unpacked?" Sean asked me.

"Well, I was thinking about doing it tomorrow, but we could do it right
now…."

"Not a chance!" He came closer to me and we both kissed desperately for a
few minutes.

"How do you like our room?" I said. "It is OUR room, remember?"

"Yeah" He smiled broadly, and as usual, that smile made me forget about
the rest of the world.

"Look into the first drawer of your nightstand and give me what you find"
He opened it and took out two portraits. One had the picture we took the
previous summer with just the two of us. The other was the one with Mike
and Jay in it, too.

"I couldn't keep them out here when our families were around. Open the
second drawer, you'll find something else."

"What is this?" He asked as he took a small present from it.

"Open it, you'll like it" He opened it in no time, tearing the wrapping
with no consideration. He found the keys inside.

"What are these?"

"The keys to this building and flat. I want you to be able to come and go
as you please. Even though we still don't live together, I want you to
think of this place as our home."

"You are too much, you know? I love you, Steve" The look in his eyes said
it all. How badly I loved him.

"I love you more, Sean" We both kept looking at each other, maybe unsure
of what to do next. "Do you want to see where you can put your clothes,
or would you rather do something else?"

"The clothes can wait!" He said.

We fell on our bed, kissing like mad men, like we hadn't done it in a
hundred years. And knowing it was our bed, in our room, made it so much
better. Eventually, we had to stop to catch our breaths.

"I have an idea" I told him.

"What is it?"

"You'll see. Just get your clothes off"

"I like the idea already!"

Mike was sitting on his bed waiting for Jay to come out of the bathroom.
He was feeling a little nervous. He had to talk to Jay and he hoped it
would go ok. Jay walked into the room with the robe, his hair still wet.

"Jay, I need to tell you something" Mike uttered.

Jay felt a chill down his spine. He wasn't sure what Mike meant, but he
prayed for he best.

"What is it?" He looked crestfallen, like he was ready for a big blow.

"I know the last month has been tough for us..." Mike started.

"Mike, we haven't been on our own for a whole month, except for that
night at Steven's. You've been so busy for the last to weeks, and now
with your job, I don't even get to see you in the afternoons. What's
going to happen to us, Mike?"

"Jay, I know that, that's why I want to give you this." He gave Jay a
small present.

"What is this?"

"Open it." As Jay opened the little present, Mike explained. "Those are
the keys to this flat. This is my way of telling you that I want you in
my life. Maybe we won't be able see each other everyday, but I want you
to know that this is our place. Our place to be together and to be with
each other, everyday and every minute that we can."

Jay looked at Mike not believing his ears, not even fully understanding.
He had been thinking about their relationship a lot lately and he thought
it wasn't good. He thought that Mike was getting tired of him. He never
saw this coming. He looked at Mike with a dumfounded look that told Mike
that Jay wasn't still "there".

"You are my lover, the most important person in my life right now," he
took a deep breath, "What I'm saying is that I honestly love you, Jay. I
love you!"

Tears started streaming out of Jay's eyes. He wasn't crying, but the
emotions were too much. He just couldn't hold them back. He felt silly,
but happier than ever. He hugged Mike trying to show him how much he
wanted him. How much he wanted to be with him.

"I love you, too, Mike. I love you so much" He whispered in Mike's ear.

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Be here next week for the boys' first night on their new flat. There was
a lot more I wanted to write in this chapter but didn't want to make it
any longer than it already is. As always, feel free to let me knowwhat
you think. It really does help me.