WARNING:

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 Message: 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.

Sam (sam_lakes@hotmail.com)

Blind Love

by Sam Lakes

Chapter 5

His fingers touched my checks. "You're crying. What have I done? Hawk,
please I'm- I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you...Hawk, please don't
cry...please..."

I couldn't get control, for the first time in my life I couldn't get back
in control of myself because the pain of knowing that the inevitable was
about to happen that I would lose Alex as a friend, just was too much but I
knew too that I had to be honest. I just wanted to hold him for a few
minutes more. I buried my face in the nap of his neck. I realized we were
both holding onto each other for dear life and a spark of a thought of
light began to grow in me. Could he be feeling the same about me?

"Hawk?"

"Yeah?"

He sighed.

"Alex, I have to tell you something."

"I have to tell you something too."

"Well, I'm the oldest I get to go first." I pulled away from him and tried
to force a smile. Which struck me as funny and I giggled.

"What?"

"Nothing just my warped sense of humor...okay I tried to force a smile,
which of course is totally lost on you as a way of getting some
sympathy...it just struck me as funny." He smiled and placed his fingers
gently on my face.

"I don't want to miss a smile forced or otherwise," he said softly. I
smiled then took his hands in my hands and away from my face as I leaned in
and kissed him gently and quickly on his lips. "I'm gay and like totally in
love with you..."

He didn't say a thing for a moment then he practically jumped into my arms
knocking me backwards on to the bed and kissed me deeply and passionately
for a several minutes.

He rolled off me and lay on his back, and I saw the tears begin to trickle
as he began to cry. "Alex, what's the matter?" He reached for me and I
move over and he pulled me into a hug still sobbing so hard that my own
tears began to flow again. "Alex, talk to me please, whatever it is I am
here for you, I love you<kiss> <kiss> <kiss>." I just kept kissing him
gently all over his face and neck.

After a while he began to speak.

"When I was twelve I sort of thought that I might be gay. By the time I was
fourteen I new that I was gay. I came out to my best friend at that time
Trevor, well it didn't go over to well with him and he stopped hanging out
with me and one day after school he and his mates started calling me names
and stuff. I had come out to my parents and I thought my Dad would be
furious and hate me and my mum would understand, but it was the opposite.
Mum hated me and Dad understood. My parents were in the middle of a divorce
and as it happened when I came out mum was the one that moved out. She was
American and so went back to the States. Since that time Dad has been my best
friend and only friend...I had this silly idea who ever in their right mind
would want a blind gay boy as a friend...< I kissed him on the cheek >.
When Dad heard there was another blind boy on the plane he volunteered me
to teach you Braille saying to me 'You never know Alex he may become a
good friend.' There was something that happened the moment I met you
and every moment we were together I kept thinking 'maybe' we would become
best friends. You were so gentle and caring. And what you said when Dad
got angry with you - well I started falling for you and by the end of the
flight I knew I loved you." He giggled.

"What?" I asked and gave him a kiss on his nose.

"When you made that idiot at the park apologize I thought for sure you were
straight - I thought you figured out I was gay and that's why your attitude
changed. Why did you change, my love?"

I kissed him. "You're right, first I am your love. When I saw you packing
it upset me...it was like you were leaving me and we'd never see each other
again. You'll get the part and I won't and Mom will want to go back home
and...and...oh! Oh, God!" I started sobbing, "Alex, I don't ever want to
leave you..."

We were both sobbing and neither of us heard our respective parent come
into the room. Mr. Ambrose tried to console Alex as Mom tried to console
me. Mom tried to put me away from Alex as John tried to pull Alex into his
arms. For me it was like they were trying to rip my heart, no not my heart,
my soul apart. I screamed out, "NO! DON'T TAKE ALEX FROM ME! ALEX DON'T LET
ME GO!"

Alex screamed out, "HAWK, I NEED YOU! HOLD ME!"

Both parents seemed to understand and became a part of the hug. John
assuring us that there was no intention to ever separate us with Mom
confirming his statements and after a while we calmed down and said somehow
we'd work everything out and agreeing that we were definitely the best for
each other.

By the time they left the room I was ready for bed. That night we fell as
sleep in each other's arms for the first time with the comfort of each
other's love and the knowledge that whatever the future held it would be
our future and our life.