Date: Sun, 27 Feb 2005 23:37:05 -0800 (PST) From: Jeff harrington Subject: In the Neighborhood (gay male/high school) Another interesting Chapter in the lives of these teenagers. ___________________________________________________________________________ Chapter IV - Journal entry cont... Things were going well with us; things were getting heavy, until... "Am I interrupting?" I was scared shitless, I jumped about a mile up into the air and poor Brandon fell off of me. "Chriz, what the hell are you doing back?" I yelled. "I came back early, it turned out that it wasn't a vacation at all, it was a business trip and the thing wrapped up earlier than expected. I decided to come back early, mom and dad will be back next week." Brandon picked himself up, rubbing his inner thigh. I think I kneed him by accident, with my luck he probably won't be able to use it again. "This is Brandon," I introduced, "Brandon this is my friend Chriz." "Damn, your fine! Ever been with two boys?" Chriz asked. Brandon gave me a funny look; I just motioned for him to ignore Chriz, "How did you get here?" "You mom dropped me off." "Where's she at?" I suddenly became alarmed, this is certainly not how I wanted mom to find out I liked boys. Imagine that seen, your mom walking in on you being intimate with a boy on the couch, boners and all. "Don't worry," laughed Chriz, "she walked directly across the street to talk to the MILF about a Barbeque tomorrow." "Hey!" Brandon raised his voice. "Oh, sorry was that your MILF?" Chriz said smiling. "Yes, that's my mother." Brandon responded. "Your parents left you the house for one week?" I amazingly asked. "Oh yeah, they wanted to stay in Hawaii and fuck for a week, alone time and all of that nonsense. I won't really be alone though, my uncle Raul will be checking on me at night to make sure that I won't be setting anything on fire or selling my body for depraved acts." "Is he always like that?" Brandon whispered to me. "The nice men in the white coats say that I will be fine if I take my pills everyday like a good boy." Chriz said faking a twitch. "Yes he is." I responded. "Does you mom know you like boys?" Brandon asked me. "No." "My mom knows and she was fine with it." Brandon told me. "I don't know how my mom would take it. Do you think your mom will say something to my mom about us?" I asked nervously. "Naw, unless your mom brings it up." Brandon said, "Which reminds me, now that our parents are around I should probably be going." "Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow." I told him and he gave me a long kiss and got up to leave. Chriz and I followed him outside and sat down on the porch. "Damn dude, you struck gold with him." Chriz said to me. "Yeah, he's gorgeous." "Not that," sighed Chriz, "did you see the size of his bulge?" "I didn't get that far, I was interrupted." "You must be kidding. He had a huge bulge dude." "Please stop your torturing me." I told him. "He could uproot trees with that thing." commented Chriz. This was an average conversation between us; we had practically grown up together. All the way from preschool to now we had known each other. He had admitted to me from an early age he thought boys were cute, I was too embarrassed to say anything at the time. Almost a year later I finally admitted it to him. What was his response? `I was wondering when you were going to get around to it.' There is one thing that I can say about him, and that's it's never boring with Chriz around. "I caught a glimpse of Brandon's little Goth bro, gorgeous boy." "He's like ten or eleven!" I said to him. Chris just shook his head sadly, "Gimme a break, does Brandon know how old you are?" Until he said that I hadn't even thought of it. Would age make a difference? I let out a disappointing sigh, it could. I would have to tell him and I would do it tomorrow at the cookout. Whatever happens will happen. Walking across the street towards us was the young Goth god himself; he was wearing this black, thick fishnet like shirt that you could see right through, the boy was a lot more fit than he looked, maybe he worked out. "Hey Lex, this is my friend Chriz." "You seem to like Brandon," he began, ignoring Chriz's hello, "and my brother likes you. I just wanna make sure that we have an understanding. "An understanding?" "That you aren't trying to pull anything on my bro or just trying to get a piece of ass." "I could use a piece of ass." commented Chriz as he raised his hand. "Really?" I said to Lex, at this point I was very relaxed, I didn't know quite where he was going with it. Without any warning he grabbed my wrist and ^Ö well, I don't know what he did, but he pressed his finger into my wrist and it shot a bolt of pain all up my arm. I couldn't help but fall to my knees, I was helpless and it was painful. "My brothers had a rough couple of years and if you hurt him, I will hurt you and I can do it." "That's so cool!" Chriz said, "Do you know how to grapple? How about you and me go back to my place, get naked, butter each other up and we grapple for a couple of hours." That threw Lex off enough for me to get out of his grip. "Just remember what I said." Lex told me as he left. I believe my best friend was born with absolutely no shame; he smiled at Lex and winked at him. Lex gave him a funny look and went back to his house. "Thanks for the help!" I said to Chriz, who had sat there the whole time. "You don't realize it now, but I just saved you from a beating by an eleven year old." "Whatever, but ^Ö butter?" I asked. "Yeah." Chriz laughed. Mom came back over and apparently hadn't caught anything that happened over here. "I talked to your uncle Chriz, he said you could stay for dinner and if you want you can sleep over plus stay for the cookout tomorrow." "That would be cool." he said. "Taking that into consideration I'm not going to fix anything tonight so if you guys wanna order some type of takeout that would be cool. No Indian food Chriz." "Yeah," I told him, "I was in and out of the bathroom for almost three days." "I know. I just love Indian food!" Chriz said wide-eyed. After placing an order for Chinese we headed up to my bedroom. "If I hadn't of interrupted would you guys have actually had sex?" inquired Chriz. "I don't know, but I would like to think that it would have happened." "Well, I actually saved your life twice today, if I hadn't of stepped in that door you mom would have caught you." "I can't even believe you were going to go through with it." "Why?" I asked him. "Well, you were about to lose that virgin boy pussy of yours to a massive cock, that can't or won't feel good." "You don't know that it was that big by looking at his jeans, it could have been mostly pants fluff." I said. "I don't think so, his zipper was straining dude." What he said was true, but it didn't console me any. He was right, I was a virgin and it probably would hurt. That's something that all the porn and stories never told anyone, the first time could be painful. "What was your first time like?" I asked Chriz. "My babysitter, he was so hot. Lots of lube helped out, it was ^Ö uncomfortable, but then again he was average as far as dicks go. Brandon looks at least above average, never been with a hung guy before." For the rest of the night that played on my mind, I was worried again and this time about my virginity, for so long all I wanted to do was have sex, now I was scared out of my mind. Sleep wasn't going to come easy tonight. Brandon's P.O.V ^Ö As Brandon walked back to his house, he was steeped in thought. He was wondering how he could bring it up to his mom. For the first time in his life he was going to be honest with her, if they hadn't of gotten interrupted by Chriz they might of gone all the way. That would have meant meeting his mom in very uncomfortable circumstances. Walking back into the house he made his way to the kitchen where mom was fixing something for dinner. "Can I ask you a question?" "Sure." She said. "I would like to know if Jesse can spend the night after the barbeque." That question not only stopped mom in her tracks, but brought Brit from in front of the TV. "Oh no," began Brit, "if I can't bring a girl home for the night, there's no way he can do the same." "That would require you to have a girl first." commented Brandon. That pissed Brit off to no extent; he tried to get something out but just ended up storming off to other parts of the house. "He has a point you know." "It's going to happen either way mom, whether I tell you about it or not. I just don't wanna have to sneak around is all." "Things between you two are moving kinda fast don't you think?" "It's so strange, it never has moved this fast before, not even with Tobi." "You're asking me if you can have sex in the house, I'll have to think about it." Mom said. Brandon nodded, went into the living room, and just happened to look out the picture window to see Lex across the street, saw something he didn't care for and waited in the living room for his brother to come back. He filed that scene in the back of his mind, he would use it later. "Where did you go?" Brandon asked. "Oh, I was just talking to Jesse and that weird guy Chriz." "Yeah, he is a bit of an odd ball." "He hit on me." Lex told his brother. What he had hoped for was to get a rise out of Brandon, get him pissed off that some guy would try to take advantage of his little bro. Brandon just laughed, "Of course he did, your pretty." "I'm not pretty!" exclaimed Lex. That just caused Brandon to laugh harder. "I don't care what color you dye your hair or what clothes you try to put on, you're still going to look pretty." "Maybe if I had a scar like Jesse's I wouldn't be pretty." pointed out Lex. "Does Jesse look ugly with that scar on his neck?" "No." Lex responded reluctantly. "Well, then it wouldn't do you any good either." All Lex could do was let out a disappointed sigh and stomped up stairs to his bedroom. He had seen what had happened across the street and could have yelled at Lex about it. That wouldn't have done any good though. Brandon figured that in some weird way Lex thought he was trying to help. Nope, yelling just wouldn't do, not when torture could be so much more fun. Yup, Lex's weekend was going to be entertaining. ___________________________________________________________________________ Tell me what you think, I love to hear from people, I promise things will start to heat up. Jeff_harrington1974@yahoo.com In the neighborhood and all related characters copyright Jeff harrington1974 ___________________________________________________________________________