Date: Fri, 15 Jul 2016 13:11:43 +0300 From: sammcma@yahoo.com Subject: Chase and Lucas Chase and Lucas Hey! This is my first story on Nifty. If you're looking for wank material, this isn't it. This is more about the story. But this is my first story, so please take it easy on me. I'm just starting out. This is completely fiction! Any relations to real or dead people, past, present or future events is completely coincidental! If you're underage or are offended by any type of male intimacy, please leave. This isn't for you. I own everything about this story. Please don't publish it without my consent. Thanks. Please donate to Nifty! They're awesome for making this free! And it's a lot of work to maintain! Contact me at sammcma@yahoo.com Chapter 1 Seriously! Does he know what he does to me? Sorry. I should probably start from the beginning. My name is Lucas. But everyone calls me Luke. Why? Because the guy I have googly eyes for. Chase. Chase is literally an alpha male. He's the quarterback. Super popular with everyone, especially the ladies (no surprises there.) The teachers love him. He's smart, kind, HOT. Ooops. Shouldn't be thinking that. I don't think he has a mean bone in his body. Literally. He is so kind to everyone. Even the social outcasts, like myself. I'm scrawny. A nerd. Awkward. And gay. Which explains the googly eyes. So why shouldn't I be thinking that he's uber hot? Because we've known each other out entire lives. Literally. We were born on two different days, just minutes apart. My mom and his dad have been friends forever! But they aren't married. Just really close. Which explains how we know each other. Since we were born, our parents were always together. So we automatically knew someone when we started school, which can be a terrible experience. Naturally, knowing each other since birth, Chase and I are best friends. Even from a young age, Chase has always been super active and hyper. Literally bouncing off the walls. I, on the other hand, have always been the quite one. Never forcing myself on anyone in any situation. If you don't want to talk to me, that's perfectly fine. I can always count on Chase though. He's always been there. And we've always been around each other. Another reason I can't be attracted to my best friend. We live in an extremely tiny town that happens to be extremely conservative. That isn't a bad thing, unless you're attracted to your male best friend. Honestly, I've never had any problems with the local Christians. Maybe it's because I'm not out. I can never be out. Ever. If Chase ever found out... I don't' think it would end well. But he's always been there. Always. Until he hit puberty. Then he started thinking about... Girls... I don't really have a problem with a girl. Some of them are good looking. But they've never really had an appeal to me. Ever. If they want to be my friend, that's totally fine. I'll be friends with anyone. I just don't want to make the first move... To put it lightly, after puberty, Chase was girl crazy. And for good reason. I don't think he was the first to develop in middle school. But he definitely wasn't the last. And after he found out about masturbation, which he promptly filled me in on it, he began to question whether or not there was more to this whole experience. Like maybe there was something more to this newfound, pleasure-filled experience. And that's when it happened. It happened in middle school, around 8th grade. ------------------------------ I'm in the middle of a boss fight, and here my phone ring. It's a text from Chase. "Hey!" "What's up?" "I'm about to do something new!!! That involves that penis thing." "What do you mean?" "I'm about to... Have sex..." I'm a little taken aback. I've heard the term before. And I knew what it was. But what is he talking about??? "What do you mean? With who?" "With Gabriella. Like in a few minutes!" Wow... Gabriella. I can see why. She's popular, like him. And they're almost always together at school, which means I have to listen to her fake laugh... But I'm also a little sad. My best friend is about to do something big. But I can't let him know anything about my feelings... So, I do what any friend would do. "Awesome man! I'm really jealous! See you tomorrow." I never heard anything back that night. ---------------------------------- After that, Chase became a complete man-whore. I think he's had sex with every girl in the county. His drive is insatiable. But Chase didn't abandon me, at school and usually at home. But if there was a girl involved, I became a less important thing. And it killed me. But I never let it show. ----------------------------------- Today is the beginning of my sophomore school year. Chase and I both have the same classes, of course. Except for orchestra and gym. I have orchestra. He has gym. Hence why he's a jock and I'm a nerd... We're inseparable. We are completely prepared for whatever comes our way! I honestly can't wait to get back to school. Being with Chase for that many hours is quite fun. We can talk about anything. Laugh about everything and just enjoy each other's company. After I drag myself out of my bed, I begin my usual morning routine. Go to the bathroom, shower and get dressed. Head downstairs to see a beautiful woman called June, also known as mom. I really love this woman. She is the kindest human to ever walk this earth. But don't upset her. She'll quickly become the angriest mama bear in the history of the world! "Morning sweetie" "Morning Mom!" "Are you ready for your first day? You must be excited!" "I'm ready! And yeah, a bit excited. But also really nervous..." "You'll be fine dear. Just hang out with Chase. He'll keep you company." "I will mom." Mom then proceeded to place breakfast on the table, which happened to be my favorite breakfast! Bacon, biscuits and gravy! How long has she been up to do this for me? "Thank you so much mom!" After my extremely delicious breakfast, it was time to head outside and head to Chase's house. Now, Chase is a bit on the wealthy side. His house is what I would call luxury. 5 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, latest tech in every room, and a pool out back and downstairs. Like honestly. Is all that necessary? My home... Well, it suits my mom and myself just fine. 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, and some of the latest tech. Just not that much. But I'm happy with it. I would rather live in my house. Unless it was with... Stop! I cannot think these things. It'll only end up bad. Because he's straight. He likes girls. Speaking, or rather, thinking of. "Luke!!! Hey man! Are you ready?" "I'm so ready for this! I can't wait for my new classes. And I can't wait to get back at orchestra! We're supposed to be doing some exciting stuff this year!" "That's awesome man! Gym is gonna be tough. But I'm good with that. I need to be challenged a bit more." Yeah sure. Like you need bigger muscles to go with your blonde hair and blue eyes and pink lips. STOOPP. You're only going to hurt yourself. "Are you OK?" "Yeah. Just thinking." "Well stop. Because we're here." I looked up to see the school coming into view. So many new things just waiting inside. We head inside and go to the office to get our schedules. PERFECT! Our first classes are the only ones we don't have together. So, a good way to start off the day, separate but in our own elements. We have about 5 minutes before class's start, so we say goodbye to each other and head our separate ways. As I get into the music room, I'm the first to arrive. So, I begin warming up on the piano. Just flying across the keys. Playing whatever comes to mind. And after a bit, I begin playing something that I have been working on, but don't exactly have a name for it yet. It just makes me happy. Class begins, and we begin working on our new pieces for this term. Ugh. I wish these pieces were more difficult. A lot of the others seem to be struggling. But I'm happy sight-reading my way through this. It's literally just scales. Up. Down. Up. Down. Come on! Can't there be something more difficult... The teacher, Mrs. Newton notices my lack of effort. But doesn't say anything. Next is algebra. Another of my favorite subjects. But not one of Chase's. I'm in the room before Chase. He looks around and spots me in the middle and smiles. I like the middle of the class. I don't appear too lazy, or too eager. "What's up bud?" "Nothing much. How was gym?" "Fun. Not as challenging as I thought it would be. But it's only the first day." "That is true." Class starts, with Mr. Osborn, introduces himself and begins class with the usual introductions. Making each of us interact with others. Me being me, I stuck with Chase. After about 5 minutes of pandemonium, we all settle down and begin learning about how to solve equations... Not that I need to go over it for the 4th time. But like I said, I enjoy math. Chase doesn't. I know I'll be helping him out with his homework later. After this class, it's lunch time. And surprise surprise, my mom's here. Yup. She works here. And everyone loves her! She's such a kind and genuine person and probably the most efficient lunch room worker there is. Chase and I get in line and grab our food. I hear a lot of complaints coming from others about the food. But I know that it isn't the staff's fault. They're literally using what they have to make you food. At least it's edible. Honestly, there's kids right down the street that would love for that hamburger you just threw away because it's not "good enough." After getting our food, we proceed to sit down and are soon joined by a large group of footballers. And cheerleaders. Remember, I said Chase was a ladies man. So, I'm not entirely ignored. But I'm also not as important as the girl setting across from him. Oh well. I wish I could just tell him. I love this guy. I think, if it were possible, I would marry him. But he can't know. He would hate me. And never speak to me again. It's better to speak to him and him remain oblivious to my feelings. As I am thinking about all this, I suddenly feel a nudge. "Are you ok?" It's Chase. I can't help but smile. He's so perfect. Except not into my type. "Yeah. Just thinking some more." "OK. You know you can tell me anything, right???" "Yeah. I know. Thanks." I look around the table. I'm surrounded by a lot of popular people. And while they aren't exactly mean to me, they don't exactly talk to me either. I don't need to hear about their problems anyway. I usually block them out. After lunch, we have English. English is interesting this year. We have a new teacher. And she seems to be different from my past teachers. Like she's more interested in us. We get through our introductions, her name is Mrs. Hotlzclaw. Sounds like coleslaw. She's really nice. We then go through our term plan. We're going to be studying about different mythologies. Sounds fun. Chase doesn't look to pleased. But he knows I'm here to help. After English, we have our last class for the day. Biology. The teacher, Mr. Hill, is... Interesting. He's constantly cracking jokes and picking on students. Especially the "lesser intelligent beings" as he puts it. Like I said, I'm a nerd. So again, biology is interesting. The human body is strange. But cool. Chase seems interested in this class, at least. After biology, we're done. Mom is usually gone before school lets out. So, time to walk back home. Chase and I live about three blocks away from each other. So, super close. As we're walking, I can't help but look at him. He's beautiful. Blonde hair, blue eyes, pink lips, firm body. Once again, I scold myself. These feelings are getting me nothing but pain. Chase suddenly speaking gets my attention. "Wanna hang out tomorrow, since its going to be Friday?" "Sure!" "Sweet. I'll come over with you after school!" "OK!" "I also start practice next week. So, maybe we can hang out after that too next week!" "Sounds good!" We arrive at his place and we give each other a hug. "See you tomorrow man, bright and early!" "See ya!" "Hey Luke!" "Yeah?" "I love you." ... "I mean like a brother." "Right. Yeah! I love you too man!" Ughhh that was close. I almost made a big mistake. Oh well. Time to go practice! So, this is chapter one. I plan on continuing this, regardless of the negativity. It's something that I wanted to see on Nifty. But they were never finished... So, I'll attempt. Hope you liked it. I'm not sure how far this story is going to go. But I hope it's something that people like! If you have any comments or questions, email me at sammcma@yahoo.com.