Another Day 5 - The Walk
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flopped down on my bed, exhausted. Mentally, I mean. School really
takes it out of me. It takes me a few minutes each day after I get home
day to shrug off the intense boredom and start thinking properly again.
Plus, mondays are always the worst. I have Advanced Math classes
immediatly after school, and I usually don't bring food. So by the end
of the day I'm exhausted and starving. I usually pick up something to
eat on the way, then eat it in the car trip home, when I'm stuck in the
5'o'clock traffic, and then collapse in a borderline coma on my bed
once I'm home. Like I said, Mondays are hell for me, at the best of
this one had been especially annoying and tiring.
were two more tests after English - Math and Science. Man alive, did
those those teachers lay it on thick. Plus, Math and Science
were my strong points, even more so than English, so I was pretty much
bored throughout the whole of the rest of the day. Advanced Math was
horrible, for much more than the usual reasons. We were doing revision,
and I usually picked up on the stuff we learnt the first time round. So
me, Angela and Sue had pretty much been wasting uor time there today.
pulled out some obscure piece of homework - not even sure it was really
even homework. I didn't have any, and even if she did from one of her
other subjects, she normally would have finished it much sooner. I
guess she has a never ending supply. Sue was paying rapt attention to
everyones questions to the teacher - desperate not to miss the
slightest scrap of mathematical knowledge. I had pulled out my book,
attempting to read while still looking like I cared about Math. It
wasn't an exciting book that I was reading, so I basically just spent
most of the lesson trying not to fall asleep. Slightly unsuccesfully, I
might add. I had dozed and snapped awake again every time my head began
traffic on the way back was also awful. I always get stuck with all the
Nine-to-Fivers coming back from work. My house and school are just both
inconveniently located, I guess, that all the traffic from the city
just happens to wind up on the only road between them. I got home and
stumbled up the stairs and into my room like a zombie.
I burried my face in my pillow and groaned. I also kind of slipped into
a light doze. I do that alot. When the sleep situation is really bad, I
sometimes drift off - as good a way to waste an afternoon as any. But,
luckily or not, today I was not that tired. I usually go to bed at the
same time - very late, actually, usually about twelve. But some nights
are better than others, quality wise, and that makes the difference
whether I'm exhuasted or not. Last night I settled down half and hour
early, and it was pouring with rain, being the rainy season down here and all. When it rains I pass out like a
newborn. Something about the way the water hits the pool is just so.........
soothing. But anyway, I wasn't tired. Not now, in any case. Guess I had dozed enough in school.
a few minutes I would get up
and go do something. I still had about an hour to kill before dinner. I would read, maybe. Or swim, if the water was warm
enough. I thought about the beach - I could see it through my window. I
had a beautiful view from the windows opposite the pool. I could see
down the hill that our house was built on, and the street below
surrounded by the lush gardens of our neighborhood, then across the
promanade next to the beach, and the beach itself. I had a look
on my way in. The weather was great, a few clouds coming in, but still generally sunny, and the sea looked
beautiful today. So calm and blue.
But I decided against it. I never walk on the beach.
When I first moved here, I thought I would do it every day. For a long
time I did, but after a while it just got boring. I just thought when I
walked alone along the beach, and I could do that anywhere. I lay there
on my bed considering my options.
jumped when I heard a noise and felt some kind of vibration. It was my
phone. I put it on vibrate during school, since the teachers didn't
quite like their classes being interupted by my annoying ring tone.
Wierd how they were like that.
I had emptyed my pockets on the bed when I flopped down,
so it was right there next to me. I grabbed it and brought it up so I
could see who was calling me. Hmmmmmm. It was just a number, one I didn't
recognise. I sighed. If it was another wrong number I would scream at
the person. I know that sounds wierd, but I get a lot of that. Someone
out there must have a similar number and keeps making mistakes when
they give it out or something. I braced myself, and answered.
It was definitely not a wrong number.
Jason. It's Eric..." Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god! Okay, I was a bit
ridiculously excited, but at least it was a decent reason. Time to play
it cool. As cool as I could....
"HEY!" I practically screamed. I
cringed the second after it left my lips. "How are you?" I quickly
added, at a more human decible level.
"I'm good." His voice hinted at a little chuckle. "You?"
you know, good, considering I just got back from school. I'm still
shaking off hours of boredom." I smiled, way to nervous, laughing a bit
at my own lame joke.
"Sounds cool. I actually also just got home." He said. I bit my lip. He had
such a sexy voice. I wanted him here, now, so I could do
some very un-church-recommended things to him. I know I'm a virgin, but that's never stopped my imagination.
"Do you want to come over?" I said, hoping I didn't sound over-eager.
"Look out your window," He said. I could practically hear him smirking.
"You're not-?" I began, hopping up and running to my window, looking down at the beach.
am." He laughed. I saw him standing there, at the top of that little
flight of stairs that lead down to the beach. He had a huge smile on
his face and was waving at me. "Come down. Now."
"Yes sir." I
said, with a fair amount of ironyin my voice. He laughed. I put down my phone and
hurridly changed out of school uniform into a T-shirt and a pair of
board shorts. I considered shoes, but I thought I'd just quickly run
across the street barefoot. I practically flew down the stairs and
quickly crossed the street, running through the little pathway that
lead between two of my neighbors houses. I saw him leaning against the railing and I slowly walked across the promonade to him.
said looking me up and down. I felt a little self concious at this, but
he seemed to find me satisfactory, because he looked up and smiled
broadly at me.
"Hey," I said, in a voice that felt too high, too loud and too breathless at the same time. I really needed to chill.
"Let's walk." He nodded his head in the direction of the beach. "I'll buy you an ice-cream." He winked at me.
trying to 'woo' me with romantic foods now are we?" I laughed, a bit
relieved now that could be sarcastic with him, and started down
"Something like that." He said with a smile. I looked
over and saw that he was just sort of staring at me, with this smile on
his face. I blushed. We just walked along for quite a while, in silence.
"So...." I said, desperately trying to think of something to say, "You just get out of school too?"
"No," he said, surprising me. "I don't do school anymore. I dropped out last year. I'm studying motor mechanics now."
"Wow, really?" He nodded. "And hows that going?"
it's great. Just tough sometimes, making friends. All the guys in my
class can be so homophobic, so I don't really know if there's anyone I
can trust." He sighed.
I said, looking up at him. His
eyes were down on the sand. He had a slightly sad look that I've never
seen on him before. "Do your parent's know that you're......?"
they don't. Well, my dad does, but my mom and step-dad have no idea.
Otherwise, Andrea knows, and this other guy called Keaton. That's
pretty much it. People at my last school knew. They didn't leave me
alone. It was... horrible. That's why I moved away from my dad and in
with my mom. Halfway across the country, to get away from history." He went silent, obviously
reliving some past hell. I didn't know what to say. I've never had
that. Obviously, for me, primary school was no party, what with being
the smart kid, but at least my closet door had always been firmly shut
and locked. I wonder how people found out about Eric. They wouldn't
have just assumed - He was one of the most masculine guys I've ever
met. I put my hand on his shoulder, for lack of anything better to do.
looked up at me, his eyes setting of fireworks all over my body again. I
blushed. God, I need to do something about that. He wrapped a hand
around my waist and pulled me into a kiss. Oh my GOD. We were kissing
in the middle of a public beach. No one was around the last time I
looked, but you never knew when someone could slip around the dunes. I
gasped, which was when he slipped his tongue into my mouth again and I
stopped caring about all those irrelevant details.
pushed me behind a nearby dune and we just lay there, kissing. I lay in the
sand with one hand behind my head, and the other on his chest. He lay
on top of me, his one hand running through my hair, his other gently
planted on my waist. I was hard, and I could feel his hardnes against
my leg too. I think I groaned in pleasure. There was nothing on earth
like this. Eventually he pulled up, and we just lay there, looking to
eachother's eyes, both smiling. I pushed him off and got up, dusting my
self off. He lay there in the sand, looking up at me, pouting and
looking as sexy as hell. I smiled again.
on, you lazy-ass,"
I sighed with exasperation, bending down and grabbing one of his hands
to pull him up. He just smiled at me and lay there like dead weight.
"It's getting late. And it looks like it's going
to rain." I said, looking up at the dark cloudy sky. The dark
storm clouds seemed to have come from nowhere. I wondered how long we'd
been out here. I didn't think it was that long. Soemtimes at the coast,
the weather just creeped up on you. "My family'll
be having dinner soon.
Want to join me?"
He hopped up, and raised his eyebrows at me.
"Seriously? You're just inviting me? Just like that?"
"Sure," I said, laughing suddenly. He sounded so shocked. "What? Don't you want to come?"
"I do. I just thought that maybe you'd have to ask your parents first. What if there isn't enough food?"
no," I laugh, "That's not a problem at all. Have you seen the size of
my family? My mom's always cooking in bulk. You never know how much my
family will....um... devour. She just makes a hell of a lot and
hopes we don't leave too much
over. There's always enough for one more. Like she says, in our house, it's not
cooking - it's catering."
He laughs and pauses a few seconds in thought.
"Okay." He smiles, and I smile back.
We started walking back to the house slowly. My turn for a family dynamics question.
"Aren't you gonna call home and let them know you're not eating there tonight?"
no. It's just me and Caitlin at the moment. And Euginia, our
maid-slash-caretaker. We usually just get take aways or eat some of
that organic shit that Caitlin's always buying for us. Euginia doesn't
cook for us, and the other staff has been dismissed because our
parents are away and not using the house to entertain."
"The 'other staff'?" I look over at him and raised an eyebrow. "How many people work for you family?"
"Oh.... Well.... There's Euginia, she's sort of a head housekeeper. Then
there's four cleaning girls, temps I guess, 'cause they change all the
time. There's Charlie, he's sort of a butler - more for show than
anything else really. Carrie, she's our cook. She's great. And there's
Edward. He drives the limo. That's pretty much it."
say, rustling his hair and giving him a quick peck on the cheek.
"What?" He looked confused.
The kiss was very uncharacteristic of me, but we had just lain in the
sand, making out, so I gues it wasn't exactly inapropriate. He was
probably wondering about the 'Awwww'.
know their names. You are the cutest rich boy I've ever met."
up," he says, laughing and poking me in the ribs. I jumped away,
laughing. "I could be making the names up. To get inot your pants." He
"Puh-lease. Like you have to try that hard." I giggle,
and he breaks into a huge smile, "You're just one of those
"Speaking of closets......" He glances across at me, suddenly all serious.
"Yeah....." I say slowly, glancing at him sidwards, half-grinning still.
"Do your parents know that you're......." He trails off.
they don't. I don't think I want my mom to know until I leave the
house. She's great, and she'll be fine with it, but I just want peace
until I'm done with highscholl. Which, trust me, I won't have once she
"Oh," He looked over at me cautiously. "Are you afraid to tell her?"
I looked over at him seriously. No one had ever asked me that before.
Messy." I sighed. "But that might just be my excuse. Yes, I guess I am.
Not of rejection - I know my mom well enough to know she'd be fine with
it. But of actually admitting it. Of having it out there, I guess. Like
a guarentee that I'm not normal. Something which, I'm only beginning to
realise that I'm fine with. I just don't want to tell her, for the time
being. If, of course, she doesn't already know."
"How would she know?"
I've never had a girlfriend. And I've never exactly been masculine.
And...... I may have been quite sloppy with covering up, um, internet
porn...." I grinned sheepishly. He had burst out laughing and he was
chuckling so hard his face had gone red. We reached the stairs
eventually. He stopped and turned to me.
you sure you want me coming for dinner?" He sighed and stared at me,
serious again. This was becoming a bad habit. I'd have to work on that,
right after I got my blushing-when-he-smiles problem sorted.
I said doubtfully. I burst out laughing at the look on his face. "Oh,
come on. Of course I want you there. Please make my monday night
bearable." He seemed to consider my words for a few seconds.
"I'd be happy to." He smiled that smile again, and this time I didn't blush.
from Author: Hey readers. Sorry I took so long again. I've been on
holiday, and the computer situation has been difficult. Guess I just
wasn't made for deadlines. Here it is though, hope you enjoy it. Thanks
to any devoted readers, bless you all. ;-) Hahahah. Gonna keep on
writing. I've already got the next chapter more than half written, so
hopefully it should be along soon.
Again, compliments are always appreciated. If you suck up enough I may even reply and we can chat. ;-)