Date: Wed, 20 May 2009 15:38:27 +0000 From: Steve Thomas Subject: Hey Mikey, Chapter 19 This is a work of pure fiction, but based on the author's feelings,beliefs, and in some cases, experience. Come to think of it -- it mightnot be all that pure! There may be graphic sexual encounters at timesbetween males, so if this offends you, you are invited to retreat. If youare too young or it is otherwise illegal for you to be reading this kindof story, shame on you for reading it - - please stop here. If not, - -ENJOY! Cast of characters: Michael Timothy Headly -- That's me! (Sometimes ... Ronny) Spike -- (Diane, my big sister) Mary -- My mom Tom -- My father. Gilbert Blank -- Friend from Woodland Joey Gray -- Gilbert's "little brother" Bobby Pepper -- New friend Arlo Gates - Orienteer Randy Samson -- Arlo's roomie James Samson (Jay) -- Randy's adopted brother and ... My Twin! (Shawn) Blair -- New Roomie (Todd is his friend from high school) Jacky -- one of five brothers and a sister: Jared, Jed, Jimmy, Jock and Julie ... From Chapter 18: After lunch Jacky and I left to go back to the bungalow. We had it to ourselves. "You wanna go for a swim or something?" I asked. "Um -- I'll take the `or something'. It's a little cold for swimming -- for me. I like something a little more -- um -- warming." Chapter 19 He looked at me and said, "Mikey, my heart is beating out of my chest! Will you show me some more -- um -- stuff?" "Well, it seems that you know more than I do. I haven't had that many partners." "I've only read about it. I want to try everything!" "I want to save a few things for someone special." I said. "Have you ever heard of fisting?" "Um -- yeah -- I've heard of it. I guess it means that - " "Guys put their fist all the way up another guy's bum!" "Well, that's what it sounds like but I can't imagine - " "They do it! I've seen it!" "You really get into that internet porn, don't you?" He turned scarlet. "It's -- interesting!" "And makes you horny?" "Well -- yeah -- that too." "Unless you plan on doing it -- I think it sets you up for disappointment. I don't think most guys want to do that." I said. "I think -- well -- I just dunno!" "What?" "I -- um -- sort of -- um -- put my own hand inside myself." "Your whole hand?!!" I unconsciously took a step back. "Did you find anything interesting up there?" I asked, somewhat disgusted. "I cleaned out first." He said casually. "I couldn't do any of that unless it was clean." I didn't say anything. I was even a little ashamed. On one hand I was disgusted by his hand being up his ass, and on the other, I had my dick and fingers ... inside my brother -- and vice versa -- and ... WE WEREN'T cleaned out! "Well, anyway, I just think that some things need to be saved for -- later -- or -- for -- someone more - " "More special?" He said, looking a little hurt. "Look, Jacky. I know that as a Mormon, you believe that people should wait until after marriage -- to -- um -- fool around -- I mean -- you know -- to have actual intercourse." "Well, yeah, I mean -- it's more like anything! We're not supposed to do anything -- until after we're married." "I don't think that's necessarily a bad th - " "I believe in it too -- but -- for gay guys -- er -- people -- um -- well, they can't ever get married, so what the - " "I don't see it as any different. I think that some things should be saved for a more serious relationship." "Um -- yeah -- I -- guess -- you're right. But -- I -- um -- just want it so much!" "I don't think that's any different from any guy. We all want it - all of it -- now!" "You sound like my bishop!" "Huh?" "He talked to us like that -- sometimes. I mean -- straight talk about how guys feel -- how horny we get -- and stuff." "Your bishop talked about that?" "Yeah, well, I got that from my brothers and -- my dad -- but some guys just don't. So sometimes the priesthood leaders in the church talk to the boys. I sometimes wondered about my bishop." "Wondered -- what?" "Sometimes when we talked, his hugs were awfully close. I could definitely feel his bulge touching mine -- through our pants, of course." "You think he was gay?" "I dunno -- I just know I liked his close hugs!" "Was it anything like -- this?" I said as I pulled Jacky into a close hug. We were still fully clothed. He pressed himself up close and stood on his tiptoes and kissed my lips. Of course I kissed him back! He jumped into my arms, wrapping his legs around me. "You make me so horny!" He said breathlessly into my ear. Then he swirled his tongue around and into my ear as far as it would go. I shrugged and giggled. "If we can't cover any new territory, then let's go over the stuff I already learned!" I carried him into my bedroom and tossed him on the bed. He laughed and bounced up far enough to grab my belt and open my pants. In no time we were naked, writhing and wriggling all over the bed. Before I knew it, his mouth found its way to my stiff pole and surrounded it. I let out a gasp and he giggled, and started to bob quickly up and down. I grabbed his head and stopped him. "What?" "Sometimes it's nice to go a little slower." I said. He giggled again and came up and kissed me again, giving me an obvious taste of my pre on his breath, That made something fire up inside me and I kissed him more passionately that before. He again went for the gold and this time he worked me slowly (it probably took at least 90 seconds!) back up to where I was panting and gulping air. Just as I felt my seed rising, he put his finder deep in my ass and strummed my prostate. That made me shriek and thrust deeper down his throat, as my cum shot over and over straight to his tummy! I was so completely spent, I lay limp and exhausted on the bed. He came up and kissed me again. "That was so awesome!" He exclaimed. He lay on top of me, but I pushed him to the side. "Just let me recuperate a little." I said. "Too hot!" The hurt look made me feel badly, but I didn't move. I thought about Jay. When it was him -- in the same circumstance, I was eager to please him even when I was sexually exhausted! Jacky lay there -- looking into my eyes -- with a hopeful -- almost pleading expression. After my breathing slowed down a little I relented. After some heavy kissing and fondling, he tried again: "I really want to -- um -- fuck you!" "I never even did that with my brother!" I exclaimed. "We made love, but we didn't fuck! That's what strangers and whores do." "I'm sorry! I guess I got carried away. I just really want to -- um -- make love to you." "I can tell. But it wouldn't be love -- just sex." I said. "Here's what I'll do. And I promise you -- it'll feel better than anything you've done yet." I just did the same as I had done with Jay. He fucked my hand while we kissed. It was cold in the bungalow, so we were still under the covers. Just as he was starting to explode, the hall light went on. He froze in mid-thrust and we both looked over into two faces. The tall, curly headed blond I of course knew. He had with him another equally tall, and buff -- dark haired guy. Both stood transfixed and stared. "What the hell!" I said. "You weren't supposed to be here until Monday! And who's -- oh! Is that Todd?" Blair nodded almost as if he were drugged or hypnotized. His friend Todd just stood there, with his mouth agape, saliva running down his chin. You din't tell me we was gonna be here with a bunch a'fags!" He said, finally. "Toddy! This is the guy who saved my life! And what makes them any more fags than you and me?" "We ain't fags! We jus' know wut we wants!" "Roddy -- didn't you learn anything when we were enslaved? I almost killed myself because of your warped way of dealing with things. You have avoided me since then. If it hadn't been for my little brother -- and Mikey here -- I couldn't have coped with -- with -- Toddy! You're such an idiot!" "Stop calling me that, Blair! I can't help it if I - " "You just don't get it, do you Todd. You've been my best friend since kinnie-garden , and I don't care anything about how smart you are. I'll always be your best friend and love -- I mean -- FUCK! Why do you have to make me get this way!?" "Wutta yah mean?" Said Todd stupidly. "Toddy -- you KNOW you liked what they did to us! I saw the video they made. You were getting off as much as I was. You LOVED that little nerd's huge dick up your kazoo -- after the initial shock. I saw that on the video!" "Yeah -- but -- no, I didn't -- um -- I mean -- you wasn't -- I mean you ain't half his size!" "And because I'm not as big as him, you don't wanna - " "We was FORCED to do that stuff! We didn't have to like it!" Hollered Todd. He was getting stupider looking by the moment. Blair lowered his voice to almost a whisper. "But you liked it, Toddy -- you LIKED it!" "Is THAT why you brought me here -- so's we could have a orgy with your friend?" "No Todd! I didn't know anyone would be here! I wanted to have an orgy all right -- but only with you!" "Oh!" Said the stupid looking one, almost looking pleased for the first time. It passed as quickly as it came. "So you think we's just a couple'a fags -- like that nerd and his faggy boyfriend?" "<> No, Toddy! We're not fags! We're just a couple'a best friends who want to have some fun!" Todd's look was almost excruciating, as he tried to process what his friend had just told him. "You wanna suck my dick?" "And I want you to suck mine." Todd still looked troubled, but he started to rub his crotch. "You want me ta fuck you?" He said to his old friend, looking him up and down hungrily and licking his lips. But his face was still apprehensive as he realized that we were still here. "I do, Toddy -- and I want to fuck you ... but even now -- that makes it sound nasty. I want it because you're my best friend, and I -- I -- " It was so obvious that he wanted to tell his friend that he loved him, but Todd's face showed no recognition of what his friend was trying to say. "Blair, why don't you close our door and give us some privacy." I suggested. "Yeah -- good plan." Said Blair. He closed the door and then said, "Toddy -- don't you want me ... don't you want ... this?" We could only guess what he was referring to! Both Jacky and I were exhausted by our own activity as well as the exchange between the two hunky jocks. We were asleep before the other two walked into Blair's room. I think that my vivid dreams were caused by the sounds coming through the thin walls. The high pitched shrieks and wails -- not unlike a little girl -- was mixed with atrocious language, so it was obvious who's voice was who. I woke Jacky up and we made eggs and bacon, potatoes and pancakes, then I went into Blair's room and I gently shook his shoulder. "SHIT! You scared the shit outa me." He said. I was afraid of another outburst like that first night alone together. Then he sniffed the air. He shook Todd almost violently. "WAKE UP, Toddy!" Tod woke up and seemed to not even see me standing in the doorway. He grinned. "You was a animal last night, Blair! Oh! I guess we both was!" Then he saw me and said, menacingly, "Whut is you starin' at Fag!" "Toddy -- Mike's no different than you and I." Said Blair. He's a swimmer, yes, but otherwise he's no different. Now -- do you smell the breakfast that he's made for us?" "I does!" "And -- did you want an hors d'oeuvres before the main course?" Asked Blair, reaching out and closing the door, shaking his head and then winking at me before it was closed all the way. It was then I identified Todd's little girl cries and giggles as his friend got him off again. I doubt it ever occurred to Todd that his voice could easily be heard through the thin walls and door. Blair came out first, with a silly grin on his face. "Sorry that Todd's such a pain in the ass. "He's just a little slow -- well, maybe more than a little -- but I -- I --" Again, he couldn't bring himself to say the word, - so I did, "love him?" I said and smiled. Blair's face lit up bright red. He almost ran to me and threw his arms around my neck. He pecked my cheek and said, "He's such a dildo sometimes -- but -- yes -- I do love him! I hope he figures that out someday soon! And I have you to thank for giving me that courage to show him. Maybe I'll tell him someday! I know he feels the same -- even if he doesn't know it yet!" They ate breakfast and Blair thanked us and pulled his friend out of the house, leaving me alone with MY new friend again. He grinned widely. "What?" I said. "We never got to finish what we started last night." "As I remember it you DID finish!" "Well, yeah, but your friend interrupted the best part!" He said, pouting. "And you think that's MY fault?" "Of course! It wasn't MY friend!" He continued grinning. "Okay" I said, throwing my hands up, "I guess it's your choice!" I said. "Then -- I -- want -- you -- to -- fu -- er -- make love to me." "That ain't hap'nin'!" I said. "But nice try! You wanna take up where we left off last night?" "Maybe we can start by cleaning some of last night's off of us." We ran to the bathroom and tore each others clothes off and then stepped into the shower. I told him to close his eyes. I washed him slowly, touching every button I knew about. By the time I pushed him into the shower to rinse off, he was breathing erratically. He insisted on duplicating what I did. I just let go and loved every minute! By the time we got to the bedroom, it was almost noon, and we were both dreamily drowsy, but sexed up like never before. Jacky is maybe 2/3 my weight, so after stripping, it was natural for him to climb on top of me, which immediately pumped out a generous dollop of pre inside my foreskin. I felt the immediate slip-slide effect that had on my sensitive glans, and moaned -- or rather growled my pleasure. "You like that?" Jacky giggled, not really knowing what I felt. "More than you know!" I said. "Huh?" "It is so slickery inside my hood! That always feels yummy!" I sighed. He jackknifed and slowly slid the cover off the tip of my dick and it glistened even in the low ambient light from the window. He licked his lips, then sniffed the head, sending a cool draft onto the delicate skin. This produced another squirt, which he lapped up, and swallowed, with a moan of approval. "Gosh, this stuff smells ... goo-ood! It smells like pure sex!" He said. I had to agree with that assessment. I always liked the smell under my hood. It never occurred to me that anyone else might like it quite so much! He again licked the head, getting another sound of approval from me, and then enveloped it in his lips. My automatic thrust sent me half way into his mouth, his scruffy chin grazing my scrotum. I grabbed his head and just held it against my leg for a moment, as I tried to gain control of myself. He countered this by swirling his tongue around the head and teasing my exposed, super sensitive inner hood. I thought I'd blow immediately, but all it produced was a chill-like spasm of my whole body and a gush of thicker pre.. "Are you okay?" He asked. "Ohhhhh -- yeaaaaah!" I shuddered. He choked a little as I thrusted deep into his throat. He pulled up and then went right back down, seemingly forcing himself to swallow all of it. I felt his swallow muscles trying to overcome his gag reflex. His throat gurgled and growled, producing another spasm in my body, and he pulled up on my butt, forcing even more of me down his gullet. After swallowing once more, he came up and kissed me deeply, allowing his tongue to dip easily in and out of my mouth, lapping the roof of my mouth and upper lip. I was still thrusting intently, my slick, stiff rod, pistoning between his knees. My eyes were closed tightly. As he continued to kiss me he worked himself almost to a sitting position, then lifted up and started to sit on my stiffy, and there was enough lube on it to slip around his anal opening. He sat hard and it started to enter him. Somewhere deep within me, a red flag went up and I felt myself try to resist what was happening, but my body wanted this so much that as his anal sphincter started to open, my thrusting was involuntary. As he slowly lowered himself down on top of me, my dick making it's gradual way inside him, I saw his grimace of pain and a look of concentration and determination to make this happen. Beads of sweat appeared on his brow, and he whimpered a little as he forced himself down another fraction of an inch. I was only slightly cognizant of some warning alarm inside of me, as part of me said no, but another part screamed YES! "NO!" Came an echoed scream somewhere outside me. He stopped and said, "Huh?" as if he was suddenly confused. "What did you say?" He said. I suddenly snapped back to the present reality, and heard it again: "No, Ronny now! Not him!" Omigosh! It was Jay! "Shawnie ... what?" I said in my head., but nothing more was there. Tears started to course down my cheeks. "What happened? What's wrong?" Asked Jacky. Not answering him, I grabbed my pants and dug in the pocket for my cell phone. I pushed Jay's quick dial and he answered. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Did you just - " I started. "Where are you?" "I'm at a church activity. I just got a very cold, scary feeling and knew -- or rather thought -- that you were in danger. Are you okay?" "I guess I am now." I answered. "Was it ... Jacky?" he whispered into his phone. "Yes. Call me later, Jay-jay." "Okay." I hung up and looked back at a very bewildered Jacky. "That was my brother." "What -- what -- did he -- I mean -- what just happened?" Asked Jacky. "We look out for each other." "Huh?" "I told you -- that I didn't want to -- do -- that." I reminded him. "Shawnie -- I mean Jay -- my twin -- and I -- sort of can -- communicate. It's never happened over a long distance before. We feel each other's feelings. He knew I was in danger." "Danger?!" Exclaimed. Jacky. "Well, he was as much concerned for you as for me. You were about to lose something -- important -- maybe even sacred -- with someone you have known barely a week." "You sound like my bishop!" He said bitterly. "<> I guess maybe I'm splitting hairs ... MAYBE ... but I already told you that even I don't want to go to that level with you -- yet -- until we at least know more about each other. Does that make any sense to you?" "That's the problem. It makes perfect sense! I just -- didn't want to do anything sensible -- this weekend. But -- I -- know you're right. My dad has told me the same things -- and some of my brothers too. Maybe -- I mean -- can you -- do what we did last night -- to me? I really feel like I need to get you off! I mean -- I want to -- um -- can we just do that?" He searched my face and my eyes for permission to continue. I kissed him. He came back with renewed passion, and lay closely on top of me, then turned us over so I was on top. I hesitated because I am so much heavier. "I promise -- I won't break! Relax." I let my full weight down on him. He snuggled his face into my neck and I felt his hardness get even harder, as he flexed it over and over, and kissed me and found my again hardened dick and pulled down the hood. "Easy, bud!" I said. "It's pretty tender in there. Just make tube with your hand. I pulled the foreskin back over and had him grab the middle of my dick and was easily able to move up and down within my own skin. I kissed him and he responded by flexing some more. His hand was on my shaft, between his legs and his dick was sliding up and down my tummy. Before too long we were again moaning and whimpering and panting and then gasping and crying out as we both neared our finish line. We both crossed over it at once, in ecstasy and passion -- and wild abandon. When we finished I started to lift myself off to the side, but he said, "No -- stay!" So I relaxed my whole weight on top of him, and he breathed deeply, stroking my back and butt and neck. My still heaving chest seemed to be crushing his cheeks between it and the pillow, but he hugged me close, so I could not pull away. "I LOVE you on top of me!" He said. "I wish we could stay this way forever!" I still felt I was too heavy for him, but he had a vice grip on me. My neck was tired from holding up my head, so I bunched up the other pillow under it and let myself completely relax on top of him. I drifted off to sleep, and ignoring his whispered, "Gosh I love you!" I had just started to dream. Jay was telling me how much he would miss me -- or was it I telling him? It didn't matter, because we both understood it. I was loving him under me like this, and was about to tell him when, "Okay, I'm about ready for you to move, Mike." I woke up and was disappointed I wasn't climbing off my brother. I hoped that my sleepy-stupor would account for this in Jacky's mind. "What do you wanna do this afternoon?" "I really don't know all there is to do in Chicago yet." I said. "Have you been to Hurricane Harbor?" "Nope!" I said. "I've heard it's pretty expensive." "I have a season pass. I think it's about $35 for the day." "Too rich for my blood!" "How about if I pay half for you?" "I can't let you do that!" "Why not? Call it a date! Can't I take you on a date?" "I can't reciprocate. No -- it's - " "Guys take girls all the time -- and pay for them!" "I'm NOT a girl!" "But you could be my date ... please?" Jacky has such a cute pout! "I love going there! It'd be mostly for me anyway! I'd just love to be there just with you ... It'd be so much fun! We could run around like a couple of kids!" I closed my eyes while I fought with my pride. Finally I opened them and said, "Oh-what-the-hell-why-not!" "I'll have to borrow your jacket again. It's even colder up by Gurnee -- that's a little north of North Chicago. It's windier than Chicago!" "Nope! Can't do it ... but ... you can rent it ... for 15 bucks!" I said. "You're kind of a hard ass, but I'll do it!" He grinned. He handed me 15 and I got him my warmest jacket. We both had buss passes, so it cost nothing to get there. After we entered the park, he grabbed my hand. I tried to jerk it away, but he held on tight. "Aren't you worried someone might see you?" "I'm tired of hiding who I am! Do you care?" I really didn't, but it took awhile to get used to holding a boys hand. Before long we were running and skipping all over the park.. After the fourth dizzying thrill ride, I said I needed to sit a moment. "Are you sick?" "No -- I don't get sick -- but -- it just feels funny -- or something." We sat ... holding hands ... for about five long minutes. Finally I felt more -- like -- me, I guess and stood up. The next ride was crazy! It was full of unexpected turns and loops. We were in a triple loop when my phone rang -- it was Jay's ring. I couldn't answer it immediately, because I needed both hands to hold on ... or felt that way. When we got off I called Jay. No answer. Then about ten minutes later he rang again. I answered. "Ronny?" He said hoarsely. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Well -- um -- yeah -- but -- I suddenly got sick! I wondered if YOU were okay." "I -- um -- do you like thrill rides?" "I might -- but they don't like me very much! I get -- um -- why?" "I'm at Hurricane Harbor! I've been riding all the best and scariest rides." "Boh! Just a - " he exclaimed. And I heard a sick noise. "I just barfed the rest of my lunch up! Just THINKING about those rides make ME sick." "Oh -- no!" I exclaimed. "Where are you?" "We're still at this church up in North Chicago. We can see the park from here. Ouph! Did it again!" "Do I need to stop riding?" I asked. "NO!" He said. "I mean -- no -- this is ridiculous. I just need to stop thinking about you!" "You've been thinking about me?" I said. "Yeah -- ever since I knew you were with that Jacky character. Randy says that all those boys are kind of wild. I need to control this! Keep having fun!" Said Jay. "But -- what if you - " "Don't worry about me. I just have to get my mind off of you. I don't know if that's possible if you keep worrying about me, so -- just don't! I'll be fine -- be-au-ugh" He barfed again. "Are you sure?" I said. What are you doing now?" "Lying on my back -- up on the stage. No -- just have fun. I'll deal with it! Bye!" and he ended the call. I had only just begun my thought when he called back.. "I love you too!" He said, and ended the call again. "What's up?" Said Jacky. "I -- guess -- all my fun rides -- made him sick!" "Geez! You guys are really connected, aren't you?" "I guess!" "Do we need to leave?" He said, looking defeated. "NO!" I repeated with my brothers emphasis. I mean, we need to be able to deal with this kind of situation. He told me just to have fun. He's right over in North Chicago -- pretty close. It'll be interesting what happens when he's half way across the world." "You're sure you'll both be okay?" I turned and took both his hands in mine, and looked deeply into his eyes. "I really don't know, but we have to try. He told me to have fun. So lets ... do it!" He smiled and said, "Thanks! And -- thanks for coming up here with me. I think it's the best time I've ever had!" We were standing in a busy pavilion with a fountain beside us. He then kissed my cheek. "Hi Jack!" Said a voice behind me. Jacky dropped my hands and -- froze. "Your brother said you were in Chicago with a new friend. I called to get an appointment with you. It's been a long time since we've had a talk." ""H-h-hi -- Bishop" He said, nearly petrified. After a long pause, "Are you going to introduce me to your friend?" "Uh -- oh! Um -- y-y-yes! This is my new boyfriend -- er, friend -- FRIEND, um -- Mikey -- er -- I mean -- Mike. This is my Mike -- uh - " "Nice to meet you Mike. You look familiar, Have you been out to some of the youth dances?" "Er -- no, but - " I decided now wasn't the time to try to explain about Jay and me. "Um -- no sir -- um -- Bishop?" "Haha! Yes, I'm Bishop Carter." "Nice to meet you, Bishop Carter." "Well, you boy's have a good time. Looks like you're pretty good friends! Will I see you tomorrow, Jack?" "I -- um -- dunno -- um -- prolly not." "Well, I do want to talk to you about what you've been up to. It's been too long." "Okay, see you Bishop." After his bishop walked away, I said, "Does he KNOW what you've been up to?" "Um -- um - " He started then stopped then started to hyper-ventilate. Then his eyes filled with tears. "Can -- can -- c -- c -- can you come home with me tonight? I gotta tell them -- t -- t -- tonight!" "Huh?" He nearly fell onto the bench next to us, and buried his face in his hands. "I have to tell my family -- my parents -- tonight. After what the bishop saw -- I have to!" "Maybe he didn't see anything." "He -- he -- had to! He even said we looked like pretty good friends!" "And so ... we are. All you did was kiss my cheek. You didn't even kiss me or fall on my neck?" "Fall on your neck?" "There are many instances in the Bible of men giving each other `an holy kiss'. I'm not a bible buff and even I've seen them. I'd say what you gave to me was about as holy as they come!" "Unless you figure in what I was thinking! No, I gotta tell them tonight -- before the Bishop asks them anything -- um -- embarrassing." "Would your bishop do that -- before talking to you first?" He thought for a long time. Then collapsed into his hands again, sobbing. I placed my hand on his back. He was shaking pretty hard. Finally he said, "No. He wouldn't." I looked around nervously, wondering what others may be thinking, then realized that they didn't really matter. What mattered was this crushed boy in front of me. "I have an idea." I said. "Wh -- what?" He squeaked out. "Your sister already knows. Why don't you ask one of your brothers -- um -- who are you closet to?" "Jimmy -- well Jock is closest to my age, but he's not -- um -- Jimmy is closest to me." "Why don't you ask Jimmy and Julie to come over tonight -- to our place. Tell him first." "How do I ask him -- to come?" "Don't. Get your sister to ask him." "Oh!" He called Julie's cell phone. "I'm busted!" He said when she answered. "What?" "The bishop saw me kissing -- Mikey." "Oh, Jacky! You were kissing a boy in public? What were you thinking?" "I wasn't!" "Where were you?" "We're at Hurricane Harbor." "And you didn't expect to see anyone you knew there? JACKY!" "Can -- can -- you get Jimmy to come to Mike's house tonight?" "Why -- you gonna tell him something?" "I'm not sure about telling everyone at once. And -- the kiss was only on the cheek." "Oh -- what? On the cheek? So -- what's the big deal? First you get me all upset and then tell me it was just a little peck on the cheek?" "Well, we were having a kind of intimate moment -- if he was watching. We were holding both hands and looking into each other eyes." "Wo -- yeah, that could be -- um -- so Jimmy, huh? Let me call you back.." "Kay." He slid all the way down on the bench so his head fell back over the backrest. "It was going so good! -- Shit!" We got up and started just to wander arounf aimlessly, while he dealt with what was happening. "Hello?" It was his sister again. "We'll be there at 7:-00. Let me talk to Mike." I gave her directions and the address. "We'll bring pizza and -- what do you like to drink?" "Root beer." "Root beer it is! See yah at 7:00!" "We better go." He said. "Hey! You brought me here -- on our first date! We have 3 hours before they get to the bungalow. Let's have some fun!" We hadn't done the craziest ride yet and there were others that I wanted to do again. We arrived home ten minutes before 7:00. I planned it that way. I didn't want him stewing over it for hours. At 6:55 there was a knock at the door. He opened the door. Julie had brought two of their brothers. "Jock!" said a very shocked Jacky. He stared daggers at his sister. "Hi little brother!" Said Jock. Jock looked the part. Definitely an offensive line backer type! He strode in and hugged his brother and kissed him on the cheek. Then Julie came in and smiled at me. "Hi Mike -- hi Jacky." Then came Jimmy. Jimmy was tall and thin with a pot belly. He walked to Jacky and also hugged him and kissed his cheek. Jacky looked at each one of them in succession. "What's going on?" He said. Jock giggled. "You and Mikey here been having some fun, Jaqueline?" Notes: sometimes we don't get to choose the where or the when ... Comments are welcome, to Steve at stevethomas535@hotmail.com. Thanks and ... Love, Steve