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I wrote this story several years ago. This is a re-write of the original story...It takes a bit of time to really get into the exciting part story. It is more an adventure/thriller rather than a sex story.
I welcome your comments.
Mother was a great computer. I had my entire research stored on her for my Ph.D. and a ton of other things. Arbor has a lot of his stuff on it too.
But Ruth and Keith were worried about me because I was now fourteen and working up to sixteen hours a day sometimes helping others like a friend of ours Alan Bennison.
Alan is really cool. He’s twenty-four and had completed his Masters and I was working with him on his Ph.D. He really got me interested in mountain biking so I sent an e-mail to my estranged Dad asking him for a Gary Fisher Joshua IV. It arrived one week later. Thanks Dad! I knew you were good for something.
With Alan’s coaching I was getting pretty good. I could bunny hop logs, trackstand, and the like. Alan said if I kept it up I could be a champion. I had only one problem I wanted to be around Alan all the time and I think he was beginning to suspect something.
We had just finished an awesome ride when he said, “You did good kid!”
“So, what are we doing next, Dude!”
“Well, I’m going out with Sarah Miller, you know my fiancé and before you ask we are going alone. Little man you got to find kids your age to hang out with.”
“But I thought you liked hanging out with me. I thought we were best friends,” I said. I could feel the tears coming.
“Colt, I do like hanging out with you and you’ve helped me more than anyone else. You are so smart and so cool. But I can’t spend twenty-four seven with you. I gotta have a life. I have a fiancé who needs me too and I need her!”
I wanted to tell him that I loved him that I wanted to be with him all the time, but that would really drive him away. I managed to quell the tears.
“Oh, that’s fine. I understand. Well, I’m going to do the trail again. See ya!” I said and I just took off. I heard him call after me but I just kept on going because the flood of tears that I had managed to control was not out of my control.
I rode the trail for the rest of the day until sunset. Sort of a self-punishment for allowing myself to get emotionally involve with someone. At sunset I headed home.
Of course Arbor would be out on a date with some bimbo from high school. I don’t even know why I live here any more with the Maine’s. My real home – ha! home, start again my Dad’s house was next door to the Maine’s house. I had a nice room in my Dad’s house. It was just an empty house - empty of people. At Arbor’s house we used to share a room until he was fourteen then we had separate rooms because he wanted his privacy. I didn’t understand then but I do now. A year ago I caught him jacking off. I walked in right when he ejaculated. He was pissed at me! To this day I can’t seem to get that picture of him ejaculating out of my head.
I snuck into the house and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. I was filthy and tired and depressed. I stripped off my clothes turned on the shower and stood and looked at myself in the mirror.
Five foot five and 105 lbs and skinny, just a few hairs above my uncircumcised cock. In my eyes I wasn’t much to look at as I stepped into the shower. Now normally, I’d jack-off in the shower, but I was tired and as I said before depressed.
After I got dress I went downstairs to get something to eat as I hadn’t eaten all day and Keith was there.
“Hey, Colt! Where have you been all day?”
“I went biking.”
“Yeah,” I said as I got some luncheon meat, lettuce, tomato and mayonnaise out of the refrigerator.
“Alan for a bit then just by myself. I’m practicing for the Olympics,” said rolling my eyes.
He laughed. “Oh! By the way! Guess what?” he asked excitedly.
“Dean Morrow is quitting?” I asked sarcastically.
“You wish! We won a try to Las Vegas so next Sunday we are all flying out first class all expenses paid plus $5000 to spend how ever we want.”
“Oh. Well, I’m sure you guys will have fun.”
“And so will you young man your coming with us!”
“No. Thanks. I’ll just stay here I have a lot of work to do on my thesis and …” I lied. If I went it means I’d have to share a room with Arbor and that was the dread of my life. Why? Because then he’d find out that I was gay. I’d managed over the last year to distance myself from him. I knew he’d hate me and I just didn’t need him knowing about me because then he’d tell Keith and Ruthie and they’d kick me out. Although I could live in my house by myself all alone, I couldn’t stand the loneliness.
“Colt you are going, and that’s final. You need the break! You’ve been working far too hard and Ruthie and I are worried. You need to relax and chill out.”
“NO! I DON’T WANT TO GO!”
“Oh gee, let me see. Las Vegas is for adults. I can’t gamble. What will I do while I’m there… play computer games! Whoopee! No. I’m not going. Take Arbor he’ll love it! Lot’s of girls for him to ogle at!”
“And you’re not anxious to ogle the girls?”
“OH! YEAH! RIGHT, RIGHT? WRONG! Can you actually see me with a teeny-bitch? We have so much in common!” I was screaming, “Like my theories on temporal space! FACE IT! I’m a FUCKING UGLY FREAK!”
I ran out of the room and out the front door with Keith on my tail. He tackled me in the front yard. I couldn’t get away. I started crying and sobbing and Keith picked me up in his arms and carried me back into the house. I knew I would have to go because I knew I could tell him why I didn’t want to go.
Somehow I managed to talk them into me taking my bike.
The last thing I wanted to do was be stuck sitting next to Arbor the whole flight so I hacked into the airlines computer system and changed the seating. Now you may ask why was I at such odds with Arbor these days. The answer was I wasn’t but since the time I caught him jacking-off he’s been a real bitch to me. Complaining if I wanted to hang out with him. I was so in love with him. He’d always flaunt his latest girlfriend at me and it hurt.
Over the months, I just kept away from him, his friends and his high school. Maybe he thought I was spying on him that day. Maybe he guessed that I was gay and just wanted to keep his distance. The fact is we were now more like strangers than best friends. My work was all that kept my attention off of him.
The whole flight to Las Vegas I spoke to no one. I worked away perfecting the self-analyzing program. By now Mother looked like a regular laptop. Since the beginning I had completely redesigned Mother using nano technology. The self-analysis program that runs on Mother allows her to analyze herself and figure out improvements. Now that was a breakthrough in itself!
When we got to our room or I should say our suite it was pretty impressive. The only problem was the bed, one large king size bed.
“This has got to be a mistake! We had to have another room with two beds,” I voiced.
“I’m sorry sir, you have to take that up with the front desk,” said the bellhop.
I marched next door to Keith’s room. “Keith get me a room by myself or a room with two beds. I am not going to be sleeping with Arbor,” I demanded.
Keith called the front desk. Their answer was sorry but they are full up because of a convention.
“Colt you are just going to have to share. It’s a big bed.”
“Fuck it!” I stormed out of the room back to my room.
“So, geekoid, get your way again,” said Arbor.
“Shut up faggot! When I want to hear from you I tell you to bend over!”
Arbor just glared at me. I walk over to the desk and opened up Mother.
“You are such a spoiled brat and speaking of faggots ya know I don’t think I’ve ever seen you with a girl. Of course what girl would want to go out with a geekoid?”
I tried to ignore that comment, but it hurt and he knew it. The year of self imposed imprisonment in my own world was too much. What he had said was too much. It ripped right through me. My fist slammed into Mother’s LCD screen then seeing my pitiful reflection in the mirror I picked up Mother and threw it. The mirror shattered.
“I can’t. I can’t take this!” I yelled at Arbor, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry for whatever I’ve done to make you hate me!” Arbor looked surprised and I bolted from the room and down twelve flights of stairs across the lobby to the garage and found our SUV that we rented.
I unlocked my bike from the bike rack and left. I had no idea where I was going as I tore down the strip nearly hitting three tourists and nearly getting hit by an SUV. I rode hard and fast going down one street and up another for nearly and hour. My lungs were burning and I was drenching from sweat. In the end I got off my bike on some deserted dirt road and collapsed. I didn’t come around until the next morning when I felt someone shaking me.
“You Colt Smith?” he said.
“Who are you?” I squeaked out.
“Officer James Donovan. Your parents are very worried about you.”
“Oh, yeah I guess they would be. Well, I’m okay. I just got really tired and decided to take a nap. I guess I sort of overslept,” I said getting up, “Can you tell me how I get back to the hotel?”
“Oh. Uh one of the big ones…I don’t know. Can you give me a ride?”
He put my bike in the back seat and I rode up front.
As we drove along he asked, “So, what grade are you in?”
“I’m not. I get home schooled I lied.”
“Yeah, my mom is a professor.”
“Why did you run away?”
“I didn’t. I just went for a bike ride. I needed some space.”
“Didn’t you have a bit of an upset with your brother?”
“He’s not my brother and if I did it’s none of your business.”
“I’m sorry. I just thought,” he pulled the card over to the side of the road. “Look Colt, I know your some sort of whiz kid, so why don’t we cut all the crap. I just want to let you know if you need someone to talk to I’m here. Not as a Police Officer but just as me. I had an older brother once. He was a genius sort of like you but not as smart. He’s gone now because he felt alone in the world. I could have helped him but I didn’t. It never occurred to me that someone as smart as him could ever have problems. I know you don’t know me and I don’t know you, but I’d like to be your friend.”
He seemed sincere enough. He pulled back on the road.
“Can you turn on your siren and let’s go 100mph!”
He looked at me and we did exactly that. In fact we were going 120mph! Until we got to the city where we did slow down.
“That was awesome! Do you mountain bike?” I asked.
“Sure do and I know an awesome trails. Would you like to go?”
“Would I? You bet! When?”
“Tomorrow I have off. How about, if it all right with your parents, I pick you up at 7:00am we’ll have breakfast on the way?”
“Yes, that would be great!”
When we got back to the hotel James talked with Ruthie and Keith privately and when he left he gave me a thumbs up and a wink, “Manana kid, 7am!”
Of course I
got the third degree from Ruth and Keith but I managed to convince them
that I was just stressed out. I found out that they got me my own room,
but I that sort of hurt too. I knew now Arbor really hated me because
he must have told them to do it. I went to my room and cried.