Date: Sun, 21 Feb 2010 21:06:03 +1000
From: s0421551484@gmail.com
Subject: The Boy with the Blue Eyes Chapter 1

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The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between underage boys.
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Chapter 1


I guess I will start by telling you a little bit about myself; my name is
Carsten. I'm an average 17 year-old teenager from New York City, scruffy
brown hair green eyes and what I feel is an average 140lb body. I'm not a
jock, or anything close to it; the only sport I've ever played consisted of
3 games of snooker one summer with my uncle Martin. I guess some people
would think of me as a geek, I keep to myself generally as I don't really
have too many close friends. I moved to New York about 18 months ago from
Australia, my Dad is an accountant and he was offered a promotion for a
glamorous nine to five job in Manhattan. So my Mom, my sister and my Dad
packed up our lives and moved to greener pastures; not that New York is
greener pastures compared to Australia, although it's not as dry. I'm
fairly tanned and always have been, due to the fact that I lived on the
coast my whole life; my first day of school was pretty crazy, everyone
looking and pointing. I guess I was the fresh meat that everyone gawked at.

Thank god for me school is over and its summer break once again, although
this summer is going to be a little different; my family and I are going
camping in the Hudson Valley. My father managed to convince his boss that
he needed some time off to spend with his family, so lucky for me I get to
spend three long weeks in a crappy one bedroom cabin in the woods.

"Carsten wake up," my Dad yells from somewhere downstairs.

I can't really see the point in getting up, maybe if I just pull the covers
over my head they will just go away and I'll never have to go camping.

"I mean it son, get out of bed and get ready. We are leaving in 10
minutes," he calls out; getting increasingly louder.

"Grrrrr," I moan as I toss the blankets off and get out of bed; my joints
cracking loudly.

I spend a good ten to fifteen minutes getting ready just to piss him off;
it's not like I'm a terrible devil child or anything, it's probably just
because I spend the majority of my time with my family. It makes me go
insane.

Eventually I make my way downstairs to the kitchen where my Mom is packing
a basket full of an assortment of food for the trip. She turns when she
hears me enter and smiles.

"Good morning sweetie," my Mom says warmly while stuffing an oversized bag
of Doritos into the wicker basket.

"Hey," I say sleepily with as little enthusiasm as possible.

This is happening while my sister is bounding up and down on the couch in
the next room; she loves camping and the outdoors, any chance to play with
something slimy or dirty. She's 11 and it doesn't take a whole lot to
occupy her mind.

"You don't seem excited dear, is something the matter," asks my Mum with a
concerned look in her eyes.

"No I'm fine, just tired;" I answer in the same, no enthusiasm manner.

"Well don't worry honey, the Clements are coming as well so you will have
Mark to talk to," she replies happily.

Mark is the captain of the baseball team at my school and we have never
said two words to each other the entire time I've been here. I always
thought he was sort of an asshole, always tuning the ladies; two or three
at a time. What a pig.

"He's quite a looker if I do say so myself, wouldn't you agree honey," my
mother says will a little smirk on her face.

"Hmmm," I moan quietly, mostly to myself.

My parents have known I was gay for about 4 years now; well they were sort
of the ones to tell me. My Mom and my Dad are both very accepting of it and
often try to get my opinions on the local boys around the neighbourhood.
It's twisted, like they have nothing better to do; I've never been with
another guy before, ever, and I'm getting to the stage where my teenage
hormones are getting the better of me.  I help myself out most of the time,
I jerk off about two or three times a day. I can't help myself, it doesn't
take much at all, a photo of a shirtless guy, the hot 20-something gardener
from across the street; or just imagining the entire football team in the
locker rooms, soaping their stiff cocks and their hard bodies.

"Maybe you two will become really close friends, if you know what I mean,"
says my Mom cheekily.

"Oh yeah sure Mom, Mark is straight and he makes a point of it to everyone;
I've overheard him talking about fags in class, he's a prick," I say a
little too angrily.

"Well he doesn't know you, maybe once he gets to know you he won't care
when he finds out your gay, you never know honey. Boys are just naive and
stupid, isn't that right dear," my Mom says while looking over her shoulder
as my Dad enters the room.

"What's that honey, oh yes stupid, really stupid," my father says
sarcastically.

"Let's just hit the road ok, the sooner we get there the sooner we can
leave," I say impatiently.

"Good idea son, the sooner we get there the sooner you can check out all
those shirtless guys sunbathing," my Dad says while laughing with my Mom.

Like I sad, total freaks. Mum was a real big hag back in college, that's
how she met dad, through one of her gay friends.

I quickly make my way outside and get into the car, buckle up and put my
iPod on play; loud.  Maybe something good will happen this summer, just
maybe.


Heys guys thanks for reading, chapter 2 is already written and will be
posted soon. If you are looking for sex then there is a lot coming sorry
this chapter is a little but slow. I would love to hear feedback you can
email me at s0421551484@gmail.com. Thanks Guys :-)