This is a story of friendship, commitment, love and trust. It is not a sex story. However, this story deals with love between male teenagers. If you are offended by stories involving love between two teenage boys, please do not read this story. There may be some sex scenes in this story; however, sex is not the main theme. If you are under age 18 or 21 or it is illegal to read this story where you live, don't read it. Reproducing this story for distribution without the owner's permission is a violation of that copyright.
Author's Comment: I appreciate your e-mails. When I started writing this story I had no idea where it would go - there were two boys one called Hawken the othe Alex. It went no where for over a year then as I sometimes do I read over this fragment of a story I wrote six chapters then stopped I only posted five. Why? Because I realized I knew nothing about being blind or blindness but thanks to the help from my friend Drew I decided to actually find out more about blindness and as a result of that have amended chapters 1 through 6. My research including talking with and emailing some gay blind guys have definitely given me more insight and understanding if the character Alex Ambrose. The story continues and my hope is that chapters 7, 8 and onwards you the reader gain a better understanding of blindness and prehaps more compassion for those individuals who are visually impaired be they gay straight or bi.
by Sam Lakes
Hawk My great-grandfather's,
on my mother's side of the family, name was
He wasn't ugly in fact he was quite handsome.
I don't remember my dad. He died when I was three.
Sometimes I am a goof I had
been reading a script for a film and had been
When the Flight attendant brought
our before takeoff drinks she reached
"Hawken!" blurted my mom.
"Mom! The teachers want
me to practice my reading. I know you hate me for
I turned my head and looked
a Mom then leaned over and kissed her in the
"I swear one of these
days you're going to put yourself into an
I giggled, "Mom what could
happen? I really want this part. It's a part
"Sorry, I was thinking about something sad," and forced a smile.
"You have beautiful eyes.
I think that happens to all of us," she smile
I looked at the book in my
lap then over to my mom. "Told you so. So, what
"It's not funny..."
It really wasn't funny. I sat there trying to gather my
"Ma'am," I said to the flight attendant as she walked by.
"I-I can't read this...I-I
was kidding I can't read Braille...could you
"Sure, it's no problem,"
she said taking the book from me as I slouched
I looked over at Mom. She had a definite smirk on her face.
"Happy?" I muttered.
She smiled and continued reading her book. I learned
Moments later I felt a hand
on my shoulder and a man's voice spoke, "Hello,
My mouth moved but nothing
came out. I nodded my head like a fool. I know I
Sorry - it's sort of short but I have to leave you with a bit of a cliff-hanger. Sam.