Date: Tue, 18 Jun 2002 05:50:32 EDT
From: SirChadwick@hotmail.com
Subject: Chasing Brandon Chapter 1 (chad)

This story is completely fictional.  Any resemblance to real people or
events is completely coincidental.  This story involves sex between
consenting teenagers.  If you are not interested in this material please DO
NOT continue reading.

I was inspired to write this after reading many stories off the nifty
archive.  This is my very first attempt at ever writing a story.  I hope
you enjoy and please e-mail me with ideas and your thoughts.  My email
address is SirChadwick@hotmail.com


Chasing Brandon
Chapter 1


"Son we need to talk"

OH NO! What did I do? My dad never sat down to talk to me unless I was in
big trouble.  I couldn't think of anything I had done.  My dad sat down on
the chair across from my bed.  I wondered if he had seen the fear on my
face.  My Mom stood in the doorway.  My dad glanced at her and then turned
to look at me.  I could see pain in his eyes.  At that moment I knew I had
done nothing wrong and something terrible had happened.

"Your mother and I have decided that we cannot live with each other
anymore.  Son, we are going to be separating.  Your mother wants you and
your brother to move with her closer to you grandmother.  I will be staying
here because of my job.  We want you to know that this has nothing to do
with you or Andrew."

I could feel the tears burning behind my eyelids and I couldn't hold them
anymore, they just started flowing.  I thought about all the times that I
heard my parents fighting.  My Mom had always threatened to leave my dad.
She finally had the courage to do it.  I looked at my Mom with anger and
pain.  I saw her eyes swell up with tears and she came to me and held me.
Why did they do this?

"You guys can work it out I know you can, dad!" He couldn't even look me in
the eyes.

"No son, It's already past that" and he left the room.

One week later

I woke up with a cold chill.  I had another bad dream.  It's always the
same but I could never remember it in the morning.  It was Saturday and it
was early.  I never wake up early on a Saturday but today we are moving.
My Mom found a three-bedroom apartment that was uptown.  It was closer to
my grandma.  I could hear people moving downstairs and I knew the moving
guys were here.

Knock KNOCK!

"Come in!" My little brother Andrew entered the room he was dressed and
wearing a T-shirt and sweat pants.  Ready to help with the moving process I
guess. He just looked at me.

"What?"

"Mom wanted me to come and make sure you were up"

"Well, I am up, so leave!"  He just stood there.

He looked lost.  Andrew was 14 years old.  He looked just like me.  People
could always tell we were brothers. The only thing different was that I had
hazel eyes and he had brown.  I got my eyes from my mother.  He was about
5'8, I am guessing that when he is 16 he will be 5'11 like me.  I looked at
him again he was so cute.  I saw what all the girls at school must have saw
in him.  He was gorgeous.  When it came to school we were completely
opposite.  Among his friends he was the popular one.  He played on the
football team, and he made straight A's.  I on the other hand ran for
track.  I also made B's and C's.  I had a few close friends that I kept
to. I don't really worry about fitting in. He is a freshman and I am a
junior.  Even though we went to the same high school, we lived in different
worlds.

"What?"

"Bryce, are you scared?"

"Scared of what?"

"Living without dad?"

"No, why? Are you?"

"I am more scared of going to this new school.  I had already made friends
and a place for myself at Montwood High School.  I was so proud to be a
Cougar.  Then they go without even talking to us and take it away!"

I saw that he was hurt.  "Your a great guy, you will make new friends.
Andrew you have NOTHING to worry about, everybody likes you!  Dad asked you
if you wanted to stay and live here.  Why didn't you say anything?"

"I didn't want to hurt Mom.  She needs us more then he does."

"MOM is the one that left DAD, Andrew!"

"She still needs us.  I see her cry and I hate it."

"Me too.  It will be okay."  I thought about my words.  Is it really going
to be okay?

Andrew left and I grabbed a towel and jumped in the shower.  I take really
short showers, unless of course I was horny.  This morning I wasn't I had
knots in my stomach.  I was nervous about the move and all that has
happened in the last week.  We prepared ourselves for this day all week my
Mom and dad hardly spoke and my dad slept in the guestroom.  We didn't eat
dinner together either, which made the house feel cold.  My dad was going
to have this big house and no one to occupy it.  I turned off the shower
and hopped out.  The bathroom was hot because of all the steam and I could
barely make out my reflection in the mirror.  I stood there and dried
myself off.  I glanced up to see if the mirror fog had cleared yet.  I saw
myself and stood to look at my body.  I had a fairly nice body.  I was thin
but not skinny, I had muscles.  I didn't think I was very strong.  I can't
remember the last time I have ever tested my strength but I looked strong
and I felt good about myself.  I also thought I had a pretty nice sized
dick.  I was about 7 inches when I was hard and I was cut.  I was proud of
that too.  I smiled at myself, wrapped the towel around my body, and left
towards my room.  It was going to be a long day.

*******

I flopped my self down on the couch and let out a big sigh, Finally our
moving was done and we were in our new home.  I looked around, I kind of
liked the apartment it was not big but it was comfortable.  My stomach
growled. Andrew turned and looked at me and started laughing.  I guess he
heard my stomach growl.  We had not eaten at all today.  He has to be as
starved as I am.

"Mom!" Andrew called out startling me.

"Yes, Hun?"

"Can we order pizza?" I heard my brother ask.

"Yes, Mom PLEASE!" I chimed in.

"Okay I am just as hungry as you two are.  Go ahead and make the call
Bryce."

The pizza came and we all ate then went to sleep.  I was so tired, so
falling asleep wasn't hard.  I knew I had school tomorrow so the knots were
still in my stomach. Oh man was I nervous but when my head hit the bed and
I was out.

"BRYCE!  I said get up!" I heard my Mom scream.  I shot up in my bed and
looked at the time I was running behind I ran to the shower, got dressed
and was on my way to the car.  Andrew was already waiting in the car by the
time I got there.  He had a look on his face and I knew he was going to say
something when I got in the car.

"GREAT! Now I am late because of you!"

"Shut up!"

"You two be quiet and buckle up!"

I kicked the back of his chair and my Mom gave me a look in the mirror I
felt satisfied with that and sat back looked out the window.  The school
wasn't very far away within walking distance if I ever needed to walk.  My
Mom dropped us off at the front.  I looked at the school it was so big
compared to Montwood High.  Andrew and I stood in front of the school.

"I don't know you" said Andrew as we walked closer to the school.

"Whatever, punk" I said, and with that he was gone.

*******

I found my 1st period.  There was a plump older lady sitting at the head of
the class.  I knocked on the door she gave me a very nice warming smile and
presented me.

"Class, this is Bryce Steven's. He is new to the school."

"Go ahead and take a seat behind Cameron in the third row please.
Mr. Owing if you and Mr. Steven's could please stay after class."

She handed me an English 3 book and I walked to the desk behind, whom I
assumed was Cameron.  He turned around looked at me, he gave me a nod that
I knew meant hello and he turned back to face our teacher.  He was gorgeous
his skin was so perfect and he had these amazing blue eyes.  I thought
about his face smiled to myself and looked for the page Mrs. Cooper was
teaching.  I did my worksheet the best I could.  I had joined the class in
the middle of the semester so I wasn't caught up yet.  I was pleased when
the bell went off and was eager to get to my 2nd period.  I was heading for
the door when I remembered she wanted me to stay after class.  I stood by
her desk and Cameron joined me.  He was beautiful.  He smiled at me and
then he spoke.

"I wonder what she wants?"

"Me too, I can't be in trouble already I just got here."  I said, he
laughed and then we put our attention on Mrs. Cooper.

"Thank you boys, for waiting.  Bryce this is Cameron I asked him to stay so
that he could help you get caught up on the work we have done so far for
the semester.  He is an excellent student and would be very helpful to you.
Do you mind Cameron?"

"No, Mrs. Cooper."  He said.

"Good, Maybe you two can catch up after school and go over your notes I
would really appreciate it Cameron."

"That is not a problem Mrs. Cooper.  I will help him out." He said.

I thanked Mrs. Cooper.  Cameron and I walked out of the class.

"You just move here?"

"Yeah, I used to go to Montwood High. We just moved here."

"Oh, cool.  What are your other classes?  Maybe I can help in those too."

"That is great!  I am on my way to Algebra 2."

"Cool well how about we meet up after school and then we can go to my house
and go over everything you will need to catch up, cool?"

"Sure at 2:30 ill meet you here?"

"Yup."

"Okay, Later"

I looked at him as he walked away he was perfect. He had a perfect smile,
the prefect body.  Those eyes! He could make me melt.  I was thankful that
Mrs. Cooper assigned him as my guide.  I was thrilled that id already be
going to his house.  This was going to be a good day.

******

On my way to my 2nd period I got lost.  All classes were held in different
buildings.  The my schedule said it was in building C but apparently the
math classes were held in the portables out to the left side of C.  I was
in the building and lost.  I rounded a corner to head back towards the
entrance.  BAM!  I hit the floor.  I ran right into somebody I looked at
all my books and started apologizing as I picked them up.  I looked up to
see whom I had hit and I was mesmerized.  He was tall with light brown hair
that he wore spiked.  He had these beautiful green eyes.  He was wearing
lettermen's jacket so I couldn't really see his physique but I could tell
he had an awesome body.  He gave me a confused look, which turned to anger.

"Watch where you are fucking going!"

"Sorry!"

"Whatever!" With that he took off.

The rest of the day flew by.  I ate lunch alone and then went to my next
two classes.  We had a block schedule so we had 4 classes a day that we
attended every other day.  I couldn't get my mind off the guy I ran into.
I needed to know who he was.  He looked so confused and why did he get so
mad?  I had so many questions about him.  The last bell of the day rang and
I ran to meet up with Cameron.

"How did your first day go?"

"Okay I guess."

"That bad?"

"No.  Hey, do you know any of the football players?"

"Yah, why?"

"I think I pissed one off today when I got lost on my way to 2nd."  He
looked at me and was quiet for a moment.

"You better hope it wasn't Brandon Tate!"

"Why? Who is he?"

"He is a senior and he is known to kick some ass.  Just watch your back."
We walked in silence for what seemed like forever.

"We are here."  Cameron said.

Finally, I thought to myself.  The rest of the afternoon was a blur I had
my mind on the guy in the hall.  I remember the #22 on his jacket I would
use that to find out who he was.  Cameron let me copy notes from classes
that we shared.  I didn't pay much attention but I did get some work done.
I looked at my watch and saw that it was 5 p.m.  My Mom would freak if I
didn't get home soon.  He saw me look at my watch and began to finish up.
I was disappointed that our afternoon had to end I was upset at myself for
not enjoying the time I had with my new classmate.  I gathered my things
and said thank you to Cameron and started walking home.

******

I have been attending Oakwood High School for almost a month now.  I have
made up a routine for myself.  Cameron and I have become better friends, he
started inviting me to eat lunch with him and a couple of his buddies.
They usually go out for lunch.  I was happy to finally get settled in this
school.  I had almost completely forgotten about Brandon Tate.  He was #22
on the football team and I had not seen him around after the day I ran into
him in the hall.  By the way the guys described him, he seemed like bully
and I was, in a way, thankful to not have ran into him again.  Today was
Friday and school was going to be let out early do to parent-teacher
conferences all afternoon.  My Mom was not going to be attending this
afternoon.  She is too busy for that stuff.  Cameron asked me if I wanted
to go to his house and play some video games I said yes of course.  I had
taken a liking to him as we became better friend he was gorgeous but he
also had the personality to go with his looks.  I was surprised he didn't
have a girlfriend.

We went to his house there was no one there so we went straight to the den
and played a couple of games.  He always beat me and he made it a point to
rub it into my face.  In the middle of Need for Speed his brother Mike came
into the room.  I did not realize until then that his family was home.  He
sat down next to me on the couch.  He was just as good looking as his
brother.

"He is kicking your ass!" He said and gave me a half smile.

"I know Cameron I give up!"

"What! You can't handle this?" We all started laughing.  Mike looked so
cute.  I looked at my watch it was 9 p.m. already!

"FUCK!"

"What?"

"My Mom is going to fucking kill me!  I was supposed to be home an hour
ago!"

"Just call her and tell her where you are.  If you want you can crash here.
My parents don't mind and tomorrow is Saturday."  I smiled at the thought.

"What?" He saw my face, Damn!

"Nothing.  I am going to give her a call."  My Mom was upset at me but she
gave in and said it was cool if I stayed over at Cameron's.  She of course
wanted to speak to his parents.  They assured her it was okay and hung up.
I went back into the den and saw that Mike was beating Cameron in the game.

"Finally someone who can kick your ass!"

"He never had a chance!" Said Mike.  I laughed

"My Mom said it was cool if I stayed."

"Cool.  I am starved want to order Pizza?"

Pizza sounded great.  I nodded, and he left to go order the pizza.  Mike
turned off the game and put on the TV he grabbed the remote and sat down on
the opposite side of the couch.  He watched the TV and I admired him out of
the corner of my eye.  He was about my height.  I looked at his body over
once or twice and then stopped to look at his pants.  Something was going
through his mind because I could see his package was starting to get
bigger.  I smiled to myself and looked away before I had the same problem.
We sat around, ate pizza, and played video games.  Somewhere around 12
a.m. Mike disappeared and went to bed.  Finally I yawned which made Cameron
yawn.  He said he was tired and turned everything off.  We headed upstairs
I went to use the restroom I knew Mike's door was at the end of the hall.
I could hear music and saw a light coming from his door I assumed he wasn't
asleep.  When I went back to Cameron's room he had a bunch of blankets
spread out for me on the floor.  A look of disappointment spread all over
my face and looked up to see him looking at me.  I knew he must have seen
that I was disappointed that he wanted me to sleep on the floor.

"You want the bed, Bryce?"

"No it's cool"

"You can have it I don't mind the floor"

"Its okay, I'll be fine." With that I sat on the blankets and prepared my
self to go to bed but I was uncomfortable because I didn't have a change of
clothes.  I had to sleep in the clothes I had on.  He started laughing.

"What!"

"You want some shorts?"

"Please!" I smiled.  He got up and went to the dresser and picked out a
pair of plain black shorts.  I was a little shy to change in front of him
so I waited till he turned off the light and got back into bed.  I changed
and sat back down on the floor.

"Bryce?"

"What's up?"

"This is a big bed, if you want, you can sleep up here." I almost jumped to
his bed I was so happy he asked but instead I casually said "sure" and got
on the bed.  He turned himself in the other direction and within minutes he
was out.  I could tell that by the way he was breathing, it was quiet and
paced.  I thought about all the things that I wanted to do to him.  I
closed my eyes and I too was out.  I woke up what seemed like 15 minutes
later and looked at the clock he had next to the bed.  I was right it was
only 15 minutes later.  I turned on my side to try and go back to sleep
when I was startled.  Cameron was facing me but he was wide-awake.  I just
stared at him.  He was so sexy.  His eyes sparkled pulling me in.  I parted
my lips so that I could ask him what's up but before I could speak he
leaned over and kissed me.  The shock soon left me and I kissed him back.
His tongue parted my lips, and we began to make out.  I could feel his hand
on my waist.  My dick was growing so hard and I wanted him to touch it so
bad.  As if he read my mind his hand started down towards my now throbbing
cock.  He went to put his hand under the elastic that held the shorts up I
thought I would shoot a load right there and he had not even touched me
yet.  His hand got closer and my dick became eager, then I woke up.  I
found myself lying in his bed.  I was sweating and I was hard.  It finally
hit me that it had been a dream.  I looked at the clock it was 3 a.m.  I
turned to see where Cameron was he was laying next to me same position he
was in when I fell asleep.  I tried to go back to sleep, 20 minutes later I
still couldn't fall asleep.  I decided that I would just go downstairs and
watch some TV. They had digital cable so with as many channels as they had
something had to be on at this hour.

*******

I walked down the hall and down the stairs trying to make as little noise
as possible.  I saw that Mike's light was off but I could hear the music
still coming from his room. I went downstairs and located the remote sat
down and started flipping through the channels.  My mind was not really on
the TV but more on my dream about Cameron.  I wondered about his sexuality
and hoped that he could like me the way I liked him.  I finally put my
attention back on the TV I had come across some soft porn film on HBO.  A
man was having sex with a big-breasted woman.  The sex scene didn't show
much except her tits and I wasn't really interested.  I began to flip
channels again and this time I ended up on the spice channel.  I couldn't
believe Cameron's parent let them have these channels on TV.  I heard a
creak on the stairs and quickly turned off the TV I turned around to see
Mike standing there.  I was caught.

"Hey, sorry I couldn't sleep."  I said

"Its cool, neither can I." I couldn't really see him but I could tell he
was interested in what I was doing. "What are you watching?"

"Um."  I turned the TV back on.  There were two girls in a 69 position
going at it.  He smiled to himself.

"You're busted!" He said.  I laughed and turned my attention back to the TV
he sat down on the couch and began to watch.  I really didn't care much for
what was on the TV but I could tell it turned him on, and by that, he
turned me on.  I looked at him and smiled.

"What?" He asked

"Does this make you horny?" I asked, I knew that it was a risky question
because I barely knew him but I had to see his dick and if I worked the
situation right I might get too.

"Yeah I guess.  You?"

I just looked at him and didn't answer.  He smiled at me.

"If you want to jack off go ahead I see that you're hard."  He looked away
I could tell I made him blush.  He was so cute.  I wanted so bad to see his
dick. He was only 14 so I knew he wasn't huge or anything but he turned me
on.  He wasn't wearing a shirt, only boxers he had a well-defined body.
You could tell he had hairless smooth skin. I could not take it anymore I
wanted him and my dick jumped up.  I looked at his face and he was looking
at my now enormous bulge.  When he saw that I had caught him staring he
looked back at the TV.

"Really I do not mind!" I said, eager to get him to whip out his dick.

"Okay, I am really horny." He said.  I was ecstatic.  He opened his boxers
and pulled out his smooth, cut and fairly large cock.  I would say about 6"
pretty good size for a 14 year old.  He held it in his hands and waited a
moment before he started to slowly jack himself off.  I watched him and his
hand motion.  He heard him gasp and moan very low.  I looked at his face.
His eyes were shut and he had a look of total pleasure on his face.  I
rubbed my own throbbing dick through my pants wanting so bad to hold it but
I didn't dare disturb this wonderful moment.  He opened his eyes and found
mine.  We kept eye contact until he let his beautiful blue eyes wonder back
to my growing pain.  I couldn't help myself I reached over and grabbed his
dick.  I never took my eyes of his face.  I could tell he was shocked but
before he could do anything I started rubbing his cock.  I was jacking him
off slowly and saw that the shock in face turned to pleasure once again.
He closed his eyes and I started to move my hands a little faster.  He was
panting and letting out small moans.  Low enough so no one could hear but
loud enough to make me blow a load right there in my shorts.  At that very
moment his body stiffened up and I could tell he was on his way to one of
the best orgasms he has ever had.  After he was done, I smiled and looked
at him.  He smiled back but his face turned to fear.  He adjusted his
boxers and ran upstairs leaving me there to ponder in my very first
encounter with another guy.  I sat back and went through the night over in
my head.  The dream, Mike, I came again on my own then went upstairs to get
some sleep.

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