Date: Sat, 17 Mar 2012 13:58:16 -0400
From: Elijah King <elijah.don.king@gmail.com>
Subject: Eli's New Love - Chapter 1

It started with a piece of paper. Well not really. If I trace these
experiences back far enough I could say it started with my parents' death,
or their alienating me. But I've gone back far enough, without being too
obnoxious, and I believe whole-heartedly that it started with this piece of
paper. This piece of paper that was shown to me the day I turned 18.

Due to my parents' lack of interest in me over the years leading to their
death, I expected little to no money from my Father's fortune to hit my
bank account on this day. A couple hundred grand, at most, and a simple
letter stating they still loved me even though I felt they hated me for who
I was. This was not the case at all.

Upon reading this paper, this 'will', my heart sank. It was one of those
moments where you're there experiencing it, it's going on right in front of
you, yet you don't believe it because it's too good to be true. As I read
my Parents' letter to me, my eyes let forth the first decent cry I'd had in
years. Due to the personal nature of the will, I won't give you vivid
details about it... But let's just say they redeemed themselves. I now loved
them as much as I had before they started pushing me away, and I cried
dearly when, two years late, the impact of their death finally fell upon me.

That was how it began... sort of... Well not really, but that's just a bit of
information that may or may not come in handy later, depending on how vivid
I get with my upcoming journal entries.

"Whoa.. really? That's kind of... heh.. intense... you gonna be okay?"

My friend Kyle: very smart, and wealthy, yet he didn't allow his
'appearances' affect how he worded his sentences. I'm glad for it too;
using our language in such a way that comes off as polite to even a dung
beetle can be quite exhausting. With him though, I feel no need to
formulate my sentences in such a way.

"Yea I'll be okay. It's just.. so frickin' weird.. I seriously thought they
hated me... Like.. really, really hated me. Now I find out that my Dad gave
me that much... and the letter... Jesus christ it's just so.. I dunno.. good..
if that makes any sense."

"Yea I get you, Eli, and don't worry, you don't have to talk about it
anymore if you don't want" He placed his hand on my back and smiled at me.
My eyes met his and they 'daggered' mine, as I put it. "Damn I really like
your eyes, so fucking weird yet so... fucking cool"

I laughed immediately at his blunt stumbling of words and wiped my still
raw eyes clean of any lingering tears. "Yea I guess my eyes are pretty damn
sexy," I joked. He lightly tapped my arm with his fist.

"Don't get too cocky there Eli or I'll have to put you in your place. It's
your birthday and I do have an excellent present in store for you." He
allowed for this pause to linger just /barely/ longer than normal, which
sent a chill down my spine and a butterfly to my stomach.

"Good! I better like it or else I'ma beatchu up!" I giggled off the nerves
and my eyes travelled to his arms and sat there for a moment. Such nice
arms he has.. nice body, actually. He likes to joke and say that he's
naturally this toned, and tan, but he's always full of it. He loves to swim
and I love to watch him. Every meet he participates in I attend. To be
honest my favorite part of the meet is when he gets out of the water and
comes over to me and jokingly attacks me. He's a damn good swimmer, and he
almost always wins. He lost once or twice due to a severe flu, both
separate occasions. He swims regardless of his health. He's very confident
yet very stubborn sometimes. Back to his body! He has two nipples of
perfect size in the perfect spot, not too far off to the side nor too close
to the center. Just perfect. His 6 pack, which is turning into a very faint
8 pack, looks very nice just all of the time. He gets his legs waxed, which
is actually what started me on waxing my body. He said that I look much
better hairless than I do with hair. He joked about getting me  permanently
hairless from the neck down, but I said he'd have to tie me down to do such
a thing. He has very light brown hair which he tames pretty close to his
head. His eyebrows, similar to mine, are full yet kept in line. Underneath
those brows are two beautiful eyes which house the colors blue and green.
>From afar his eyes look turquoise, but up close you can see the swirls
within. Okay back to our conversation.

His head lowered ever-so-slightly to catch mine and then he leveled his
head again, "You do know that I could wipe the floor with you, right?" he
said with a smirk on his lips.

"Ha! You could not-... well yea probably a little bit.. Well no! You may be a
swimmer but.. well yea.. Okay shut up." I finished, crossing my arms and
dramatically turning my head; very theatrical of me if I do say so myself.

"And don't you forget it mister," he said ruffling my hair. My face went
blank and I stared at him until a smile took over his mouth with mine
following.

"So! What do you have in store for me today?"

"Well um... I'm not quite sure how to put it without you.. freaking out. All
I can say is that I know you'll enjoy it very much. As will I! See it's
sort of a present for both of us! See how selfless I am? Am I the best or
am I the best?"

"Third option: neither!" I laughed, pushing him to his side.

"Ow. Anyway we probably should prepare for your present soon anyway. We
could do it later but there's really no point and I'm getting impatient so
umm.. Give me a minute to set it up. Here, take this and put it on," he
opened the drawer from the nearby coffee table and pulled out a small
present box, "Happy Birthday, Eli. This isn't really the beginning, but I
swear I saw you ogling one similar to these at a store down town so here ya
go. Once you've got it on go ahead and go for a swim while I finish things
up in here." Before I could open the present he darted out of the master
living room and shut the large door behind him. I quickly opened the
present and saw a very adorable speedo in it. It was green with buzz
lightyear shooting Zurg across my frontal area. I immediately loved them
and proceeded to strip right there. After everyone having moved out, and
the nanny quitting a couple weeks before my 18th, I was completely alone in
the house, except for Kyle of course.

Now nude, I proceeded to put on the speedo and didn't realize just how
tightly it hugged me. It wasn't that it was too small, it's just that
everything was very... visible.. even though the material kept everything
nice and snug.

I went out back and jumped in our heated pool which was large enough to
round the corner of our house and down a couple dozen yards. The hot tub
was in the center of the pool, slightly raised, which you could get to by a
clear tile walkway, raised above the pool itself, going from the actual
ground to the tub itself. I swam around lazily for a little while. I
attempted to swim to the bottom of the pool to touch it but I couldn't
quite make it. After what seemed like 30 minutes or so, I climbed into the
hot tub and relaxed for a little while. After I sat in the hot water for a
few minutes the speedo got a lot stretchier.. It felt like I wasn't wearing
it anymore and was very freeing. After nearly falling asleep in the hot
tub, Kyle came outside wearing a towel.

"Okay, Eli! Your present is all set up and waiting for you! Get out of that
hot tub and follow me." The way he said this was very confident and
precise. Almost like he was on a mission and I was his subject or
something. I nodded at him and my eyes, captivated by his torso, ate him up
as I got out of the hot tub. It wasn't until I was a couple feet in front
of him, watching him stare at my lower area, that I realized I wasn't
wearing a speedo anymore! My hands immediately went for some semblance of
modesty and attempted to cover my penis and balls up.

"Ohhh I forgot to mention, sorry 'bout that buddy. I did say before that
the speedo was 'like' the one in the store, but it's crazy what you can do
with money nowadays. I'm 18 and technology even surprises me. Yea those
dissolve in hot water after a couple minutes. Not really sure why such a
simple concept surprises me so much... anyway.. Okay! Follow me!"

"Wai.. what!? Huh? Seriously? Huh? Um.." he cut me off by leaving so I
decided to follow him rather than stand there outside with my butt for the
entire world to see. Once we were inside he took off his towel which
revealed a leather jock which hugged his butt cheeks fantastically. "What's
going on dude!? Why'd you.. Why're you.. What's happening? I'm confused!
Geah.." my mind was racing a mile a second and my confusion was all set
aside by one word.

"Sit. Please." Okay two words. I sat down on our leather couch which was
cold against my bare, olive skin. I wasn't toned like Kyle but I had zero
fat on my body. I wasn't bony either. I was soft and really thin. Kyle
proceeded.

"Thanks. Okay, in front of you you'll notice a piece of paper. It's empty,
as you can see, but if you sign your name on it, you'll let me proceed with
your present. I'm not going to tell you what your present is, but if you
sign this, you'll get it... all the way. Understand?"

"Yea... but.. what if I don't like the present?"

"Well you won't know unless you try. But once you start getting your
present there's no going back. All I can say is that I know, with every
fiber of my being, that you will like it. "

"What's going on, Kyle? What's up with the... your jockstr-... and my speedo-...
I mean.. what's going on?" My hands maintained their place cupping my
genitals, but that didn't stop my nerves from attacking my voice, or my
embarrassment reddening my cheeks.

Kyle walked over to me and sat down next to me, our legs touching, "I know
that we haven't... really.. talked about it at all.. But I know that you feel
something.. and I feel something... both of our somethings make something
strong. And I know what your something needs, and what my something needs.
These two somethings will make something wonderful. All I need is for you
to sign the paper, so I know that you've consented in the beginning." He
placed his hand on my cheek and my heart melted. I am so lusting for this
boy.. damn close to love I think. He leaned forward and kissed my cheek and
then my melted heart blew up and I yearned so very much for this boy. All I
had to do was sign my name on a piece of paper? Fine! No worries. I picked
up the pen and signed my name large across the center.

Kyle's mouth widened and let forth a large grin, "Okay. First things first.
Follow me." He clasped my wrist and brought me along with him to the
Library. We went to one corner to a bookshelf stacked with heavy old books.
He put his fingers in between that bookshelf and another and felt around. I
heard a clicking noise and then he tugged on a book directly to the right
of the lever and a much louder 'click' followed. He pulled the bookshelf
open, like a door, from the sides which revealed a large, dungeon like
door. No hole or window through it.

"What is this?... What's.. Ok, you're freaking me out..." I said nervously,
trying to retreat backwards, still completely nude in front of my friend.

"Don't worry, Eli. As I said, you'll enjoy this, I promise. From the looks
of it you already are." I glanced down and noted what he was talking about
and decided to keep my mouth shut. He opened the door with a security code
that I didn't quite get a good glimpse at, and then brought me down. Motion
lights that looked like torches lit up as we walked down the corridor. My
feet noted the change in flooring from hardwood floor to brick, as my toes
started to go cold. I looked in down at Kyle's toes and thought that his
must be cold as well.

At the end of the hallway was another door which had a sliding padlock on
our side that Kyle opened. "Keep in mind, you'll never open these doors by
yourself." He said with a wink. My stomach was on fire with nerves and my
boyhood was rock solid the entire time.

We walked into the room and I couldn't see a thing. Kyle flicked a switch
somewhere and what my eyes took in was impossible. A dungeon. A huge...
dungeon. There were corridors that led places I couldn't see, various
covered equipment everywhere. This place was huge.. and it was right under
my feet for the past however many years.

Kyle turned to me and put his hand on my cock and balls, just resting
there.

"Welcome to your new home, slave."

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