Date: Thu, 1 Jul 2010 23:19:10 -0400
From: K J <writenowin@gmail.com>
Subject: Finding Another Like Me: Chapter 22

This story is fiction.  Any similarity to any persons living or dead is
merely a coincidence.  If you are not allowed by law to view this material,
please do not do so. If you are under 18 years of age, please leave now.
This is a love story between two barely under the age of 18 year old boys
in high school.  If that offends you, I apologize and ask that you not read
any further.  Otherwise, enjoy.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey readers, I'm so sorry it's taken so long, but finally I
got back too writing and hopefully will be writing more often. Here's a
brief Catch Up though:

Finding Another Like Me is the story of the relationship of Kyle (a junior)
and Chris (a senior), who have had their ups and downs, but have been able
to come together as a couple.


I would also like to thank Jarod, my proofreader for all he has done for me
and wsh him luck in all his endeavors!


Chapter 22

The next two months were a serious blur. My classes had gotten ten times
harder as we only had a few weeks left before the AP exams. Then there was
work, my bosses had fired the other guy that did my job meaning that I was
left with crazy hours and training a new kid. He was a good kid, just a lot
of work. Then there was also the Conor and Shannon situation. It had been
tough getting them to tell their parents and listening to their parents
freak out on them. However, in the end we were all working to get them
ready. In a way the current situation has given both Shannon and Conor a
chance to grow up. Finally there was Chris. I really felt like I was
neglecting him, but luckily our trip was coming up and we would finally get
to spend time with each other.

It was three days before April vacation and I stood half naked in the
American Eagle dressing room with Lauren watching my every move.

"Those shorts make your ass look...amazing!" she laughed.

I turned to face her and looked over my shoulder to see my ass in the
mirror, "Ehh."

"I'm telling you," she stood up next to me holding a shirt. "And with this
shirt you will look fierce."

I laughed. "Fine."

"When did you start losing so much weight and getting do defined?" she
asked.

I turned to face the mirror. It was true I had definetlly lost some weight
over the past few months due to stress and also Chris' influence on
me. "Umm... probably when I got back with Chris. He's got such a nice body,
I guess I just making sure I can look just as good." I smiled.

"Okay. Well back to this bathing suit," holding up these sleek blue board
shorts with stripes down the sides. "Also everything in this pile."

I laughed. "Yup, there goes my months salary..."

"Oh and these tight baby blue briefs. They will look so hot on you!"

I just nodded realizing she'd cut me off no matter what I was going to say.

"So what are you feeling right now?"

I paused trying to think about it. "Excited. Ready. Nervous. Horny." I
chuckled.

However, Lauren seemed not to even hear my joke, "Nervous?"

I paused rethinking what I had said. "Well yeah..."

"Why?"

"Well besides spending a whole week alone with Chris, which we have never
done...its who else is going to be on the cruise ship."

"Oh?"

"Yeah well Chris explained the trip was basically a huge senior trip with
most of his senior class going and that his parents had paid for his own
cabin on the ship last spring. However, it was to be filled with his best
friend Ben, his girl friend of the time, and Chris' ex-Paige, but when
Chris was outed both Paige and Ben walked out on him. They hate
us...both. Though since it's the classes senior trip they are still
going... just will have another room...but on the same ship."

"Oh...I see." Lauren exclaimed.

I turned facing the mirror. "And I really don't want to ruin this trip for
Chris with any drama, but it's inevitable. Its kind of ridiculous at least
Ben won't even talk to Chris, but maybe things can change?"

I looked in the mirror to see her giving me the `I'm not so sure look."

`Oh great,' I thought to myself.

Before I knew it, it was Friday night and I was saying good bye to my
parents as they dropped me off at Chris' house. It had been decided that it
would just be easier for me to spend the night at his house, since we had
to be at the docks in Boston by 9 o'clock to get on the ship.

Like normal, my mom cried. She kept telling me to be safe and how much she
was going to miss me. She kept repeating that she wanted to come, but I
knew I definitely was not wanting that.

Finally they left and I felt Chris grab some of the bags from my hands and
carry them into the main foyer of his house.

"I'm going to leave this right here, unless you need something out of them
tonight?" He indicated two other suitcases that were sitting by the door.

"Nah I'll be fine for tonight. Aren't you just Mr. Well-prepared," I
teased.

Chris smirked as he stood up from bending over to put down my suit case. He
turned so that I could fully see him in his tight black beater and red
Hightown sweat pants. I watched as he started to lean forward like he was
going to charge at me. I quickly realized what he was doing and pivoted on
my toe and started to run. I could not escape him though. Before I knew it
he had his arms wrapped around my waist and I could feel us both slowly
falling to the ground.

We landed with a thud as I felt him move his arms up my body, so that he
had me in a bear hug. I leaned into him more. It felt good to be in his
arms and know that for the next week, I would get to spend almost every
moment with him.

After a few minutes of rolling around, I heard the sound of slippers on the
marble and looked up to see Mrs. Thomas standing above us. "Oh well hello
Kyle."

"Hi Mrs. Thomas. How are you?"

"I'm good, but you guys should probably head too bed soon. You have to get
up early tomorrow. We want to take you two out for breakfast before we
bring you to the dock. So both of you go!" she pointed and laughed.

Chris pulled me up off the ground and we headed up to his room. We got
ready for bed. I stripped down to a pair of his basketball shorts and no
shirt. Chris hoped on his bed taking off his beater and stripping down to
just his boxers. I climbed under the big blue covers and I felt him slip
behind me. He placed his arms around me. I turned so that I was only inches
from his face.

"Just think babe tomorrow we will be on a cruise all by ourselves. No
parents. No school. No drama," he smiled and kissed me on the lips.

I laughed, "No drama? I doubt that. Remember who is on the ship."

"True, but I don't care about them. We're only surrounding ourselves with
our friends on the cruise and each other. The only thing we are having on
this trip is fun...and sex." He smirked.

I laughed and leaned my head forward so he kissed my forehead.

There was a moment of silence between us and then I realized I needed to
ask him something. "Chris can I ask you something?"

"Uh-huh."

"Ben?"

"Yeah what about him?"

"Do you miss him? Like I know he was your best friend and like now we're
with him outside of school. Is there like a chance to get him back? Like
obviously there is so much history be..."

"Kyle." I looked into his eyes and saw that tears were beginning to
form. "Please stop. I don't want to talk about this right now." He let go
of me and turned over.

"I'm sorry Chris. I didn't mean to."

"It's okay lets just go to bed."

`Fuck' I thought to myself `I already managed to piss him of.'


I rolled over into Chris' big arms as I felt the sun light hit my face. I
let a huge yawn and turned my head to look at the clock. 6:44. `Damn in one
minute this peace and quiet will be disrupted.'

As I finished my thought a loud buzzing erupted from the alarm clock next
to me. I felt Chris instinctively move his arm from under my head and hit
the snooze button. I turned back to look at him and saw him looking at me.
He moved his arm back towards himself pulling me into a hug and kissing my
forehead.

"Morning sunshine," he whispered.

I smiled realizing he was not mad at me anymore for the night
before. "Morning! You ready?"

He nodded and pulled me into another hug and then started to crawl out of
bed. I tried to pull him back but he was already up.

"Come on. Get up. We can lie in bed together all week on the ship," he
winked.

I groaned.


The ship was gigantic. We stood on the sidewalk before the dock and starred
up at massive white ship in front of us. People bustled around us as they
tried to unload their luggage and say good bye to whoever was dropping them
off. I tightened my grip on the handle of my suitcase to make sure that I
didn't lose it.

"Alright you two. Have a good, safe time," said Mrs. Thomas from behind
us. I turned to see her smiling at us. "I have to go your father's double
parked." She walked toward both us and wrapped us each in a hug. "Oh and
behave!"

I laughed. "We will." I turned to face Chris and pulled down my aviators
over my eyes. "You ready?"

"Oh yeah! Let vacation begin!" He adjusted his Oakley sunglasses and
reached out to grab my hand. We began to walk towards the long line of
people on the ramp waiting to board and check in on the ship.

We passed the time by joking and watching the people around us. There were
definitely some strange people on this cruise ship. There were families,
couples, single people, old people, all sorts. We hadn't seen any of our
friends yet, but figured that they were probably running late; they were
like that.

Finally we reached the service counter to check in. A short woman in her
twenties was behind the desk wearing this red blazer and skirt. She
smiled. Her name tag read `Katie.'

"Hello!" she said.

"Hi," we both said together.

"May I please see your boarding passes, confirmation page, and IDs."

I reached into my cargo shorts pulling out my wallet and ID. I placed it
down on the counter along with Chris.

She looked at all three items and typed into her computer all our
information.

"Alright. So we have you in a room with a single Queen bed on the 4th
floor. Is that alright?"

I looked at Chris and he gave the nod of approval.

Katie gave us a quizzical look, but continued typing into her computer.

I laughed under my breath and tightened my grip on Chris' hand.

"Okay well your package includes everything: drinks, food, and activities
on all decks. This means that you can go to whatever number of shows you
would like and also may eat in our formal restaurant as many times as you
would like. Now if you could please put these tags on your bags and put
them to the side, they will be delivered to your rooms shortly. We ask that
you please do not go to your room for at least another hour, so that we can
get everything set up and situated on board. Please feel free to check out
the rest of the ship and enjoy your time with us. My name is Katie and if
you need anything I will be here all week."

We both smiled and thanked Katie for all her help. We stepped over to the
side and put on the tags as Katie had said and dropped out bags where she
had indicated.

We decided stand off to the side and figure out where we would like to go
on the ship. We looked at the map that was on the wall.

Then I heard it.

"Ewww it looks like the fags did decide to come on this cruise."

Chris and I both turned to see Paige, Ben, and a few others of their
friends standing in line waiting to be checked in.

I looked at Chris, whose smile had disappeared. I grabbed is hand and
whispered, "Let's just go."

He nodded.

I looked at Paige and smiled. I began to turn around.

"I can't believe they let homos like you on this ship. I thought it was
high class," Paige yelled after us.

I looked back over my shoulder to see Paige getting nasty glances from
other people in line. I smirked and continued to walk away.


For the next few hours we spent time seeing the ship. It had everything
possibly imaginable on it: a pool, rock climbing, a water slide, numerous
buffets, many bars, a tanning deck, a casino, a theatre, and so much
more. Not only did have all these features, but everything was also so
nice. The ship was done in a very fancy style, which made it so cool.

Eventually we ran into a lot of Chris classmates, who greeted us
kindly. Finally we met up with Deb and the rest of our winter formal
crew. We all lounged out on some the chairs. A few of us went and grabbed
food at the 24 hour burger buffet and brought it back.

After a few hours, I leaned over to Chris who was falling asleep on the
lounge chair. I gave his abs a poke. He turned.

"Want to go check out our room? I'm kind of beat and could use a little
rest."

Chris nodded and stood up. "Alright guys we're going to go check out our
room and we'll meet up with you later?"

Deb answered. "Yeah sure. We're probably going to head back too, but give
us a call when you're done...napping. We're in rooms 604 and 605."

"Alright," I responded and grabbed our stuff.

"Hey you two." I turned to see Ryan (a kid on the football team whose older
brother is gay). "Save some for later in the week. You don't have to be at
it all night." He smirked and the rest laughed.

I stuck my tongue as I heard Chris chuckling. He grabbed my hand and we
started to walk to our room.


Our room was awesome. It wasn't huge, but had a small bathroom, a queen
size bed, and a closet in it along with a television. Our bags were sitting
on the ground waiting for us when we got there.

I dropped what I was carrying on the ground and dove for the bed. I was
surprised it was actually comfy. As I sprawled out across the bed, I
watched Chris drop his bags and walk over to the bed.

He placed his knees down between my spread eagle legs and his two hands on
either side of my head. I felt his body slowly come down on my as he began
to slowly kiss the side of my face and my neck. I slowly slipped my arms
around him as I caressed his sides. I finally placed my hands under his
shirt and slowly pulled it up over his head. I exposed his well defined
upper torso. His arms bulged from all the workouts he had done for
football. I slowly felt his hands lower his body onto mine. He began to
maneuver my shirt off with his two hands. I lifted my back and slowly gave
in. Once the shirt was over my head I felt his lips touch mine. At first
the kiss was sensual, but then turned to passion. I felt him begin to grind
his clothed crotch against mine. I pushed back and let out a low moan.

I moved my arms towards his short's button and slowly unhooked it. I
unzipped his fly slowly and hooked by thumbs not only in his shorts, but
also his boxers. With one sudden motion I pulled them both off and exposed
his rock hard 9 inch cock. I moved my arms so they were back behind his
head as I pulled him closer. He continued to rub his unclothed cock to my
bulge in my shorts. I felt him slip his hands to the bulge and give it a
squeeze. I moaned. Then I felt him quickly unbutton my shorts and pull them
off along with my boxers. My hard 6inch dick was exposed. He slowly
continued to rub our cocks together. He kissed my lips and rubbed up
against my body.

I pushed hard up against him forcefully rubbing us together. I could feel
my breathing getting heavy and so was his. I finally grabbed his ass hard
and pulled him forcefully into me. With that I let out a loud moan and felt
my body began to convulse. Streams of cum released from my cock onto to our
rubbing bodies. With that he let out a low moan and I could feel his cum
hit my stomach and even my shoulder.

We held position with him on top of me for a few moments, then he slowly
rolled off of me, but placed his arm under my head. I leaned into him and
felt him kiss the top of my head. Slowly we fell asleep naked in each
others' arms.

AUTHOR'S END NOTE: Please feel free to write your comments/thoughts to me
at writenowin@gmail.com