Date: Tue, 21 Nov 2000 11:27:13 +0100
From: a a <vhere@hotmail.com>
Subject: Love is worth all the risks 6

LEGAL STUFF

This story is a work of fiction involving teenage boys. All The usual rules
apply. If you shouldn't be reading this now then don't continue on! If you
do, don't get caught!

This story is copyright by (c)vhere who retains all rights. If you want to
use it, in any way, send me a mail, I'm sure we will find an agreement.


ABOUT THE STORY

I ask for your leniency because I have mitigating circumstances:
1- This is my first attempt to write a story.
2- I am French, so my English is far from perfect (if you mail me you will
understand what I mean in my answer!)

So try to be kind and positive in your criticisms!!
Send them to vhere@hotmail.com


SPECIAL THANKS

It's my pleasure to thank Christian who helped me so much in the writing of
the story. Without him and his talented bilinguism "Love is worth all the
risks" should have remained a project for a long time.  He has been a
scrupulous proofreader and a very helpful teacher. I don't know how to pay
him back for all the time he spent on my work!!

I owe him my first publication. I'll never forget it.

One more time I want to thank James who took time to correct my initial
writting, even though he was so busy because of his scholl
examinations. Thank you buddy and good luke, I'm sure you will do fine ! !


WARNING  WARNING  WARNING  WARNING  WARNING

Don't forget it's only a story and not real life, so,
IN YOUR LIFE ALWAYS PRACTICE SAFE SEXE


And now the show can go on!


CHAPTER 6: The mistake

I was alone and empty. I curled in my bed, concentrating on Taylor's mental
picture, his smile, his sparkling eyes, his soft torso, and his touch, his
so loving, so caring touch.  I was horny. My hand went on my dick and
stroked it a few times. What a poor substitute to what Taylor had given to
me.  Two minutes later I obtained an insipid relief and I fell asleep full
of love.

When I woke up the next morning, I switched my computer on, to check my
e-mails as I usually do. I had a message in big red letters: "I love you"
signed by Taylor. Attached to the message was a picture. I opened it. It
was Taylor and me in swim suits, sitting on the edge of the pool. I didn't
see his mother take it with her digital camera. I had my hand on his bare
shoulder and we were smiling to each other.

I rushed to the bathroom and without breakfast to meet him asap. Before I
knocked on the door, he opened it and pulled me inside. Not a word had been
said and we were kissing, forgetting the world.  Twenty minutes later:

"OMG!" Said Taylor looking at his watch. "We are going to be late and I
don't want to have any problems. Detention would mean less time with you
this afternoon!"

"Yes, you are right! Let's go!"

He took his bag and we left.  It was a cloudy day but I didn't care. I had
so much sun inside. We didn't chat much because we had to walk quickly to
avoid being late.

At school things went well. We were spending as much time as possible
together. It doesn't mean that we were seeing nobody. On the contrary, as
we were happy and laughing all the time, I think people were looking for
our company!

And so was the routine for the next few days: at his house asap in the
morning, then together at school as much as possible, then back to his
house or mine to work together.  We did a pretty good job by that
time. Homework was almost a pleasure as long as we could do it together,
and we knew we wouldn't have any problem working together as long as our
grades were good.

After homework we still had time left over for more intimate activities. I
can assure you that we didn't waste it. It was so great to feel his hands
on my body, to rub myself against him, to feel his warmth, to see him horny
and to give him the relief he was waiting for.  All we did was hand and
oral sex. We didn't feel the need to go further, and it was enough to give
each other gallons and gallons of cum. I think it was about half of our
food, but as it was very fairly divided between what we gave and what we
received, we didn't have to bother about gaining weight!

Rules had been established between my parents and Taylor's mum: no
sleep-over during week days! We could see together, work together, eat
together (sometimes only), but no sleepover! So our sexual activities had
to be quick and silent because my father was home quite early in the
afternoon, and his mother worked mostly at home.

On Friday night, we decided to go to the movies. One played "Arsenic and
old tales", an old movie from Franck Capra (I haven't warned you, I am
addicted to the cine and very found of old movies) with Cary Grant. Taylor
had not seen it before and agreed to go for it. The movie, as usual, was
fantastic (it was the third time I saw it). We laughed from the beginning
to the end. It's absolutely stupid but it's one of the funniest thing I
ever saw (go see it, you will not regret it, I swear).

During the movie I just stole a few pecks from and rubbed Taylor's leg and
thigh up to his groin. He didn't return the favor but didn't complain, he
even gave me full access. At the end of the movie I was so horny I had to
be relieved immediately.

"Hey Taylor, let's go to the toilets! I have to wash my hands."

I washed them and threw some cold water on my face but it was far from
enough to calm me down.

"Taylor, let's go a few minutes in a cubicle. I need you so much, I can't
wait any more!"

"It's gross Matt!" He replied half laughing.

"No it's not! I know it's not the most romantic place but it's not gross!
It's to treat an emergency. Be guilty of my illness, you have to treat
it!!"

I pushed him inside and locked the door.

"But what if somebody hears us, the walls don't even go up to the
ceiling!!"

"Nobody will see nor ear anything if we remain silent, and no more buts!!"

I kissed him deeply, invading his mouth with my tongue. As soon as it
touched his own, I felt his arms around me and his body rubbing mine as a
snake could have done.  He was dancing the most erotic choreography. He was
at least as horny as I was, perhaps more. He was giving me a full body
massage at the front while his hands were every where on my back, under my
shirt, on my ass, along my waist and up to my pecs.  It was very strange to
be so excited and so silent at the same time.

His hand passed between our bodies and unbuckled my pants. He pushed down
all at once, pants and boxers, and seized my dick. I almost fell down. It
was more and more difficult to hold back my shouts and my moans. I was
almost forgetting to breathe.  I had to hang on to his shoulders and I
kissed him wildly. I reached his belt too, undid it and opened the fly. I
pushed his pants down as I kneeled in front of him and I engulfed his
cock. It was the gag I needed to remain silent.  His dick has never been so
hard nor so hot. As soon as I went on it he began to fuck my mouth and to
drive his cock in deeper and deeper. We were wild silent animals. In no
time he spited half a pint of seed which I swallowed lustily.Taylor helped
me up and by the way he kissed me, I understood how he had enjoyed the
previous moment.

"Your time now" he hardly whispered in my ear.

He crawled down along my body, never stopping to look me right in the
eyes. When my dick reached his face he began to lick it as a lollipop,
still staring at me.  The sexual tension was beyond description. My dick
was about to explode! My nails were one inch inside my palms! My teeth were
beginning to crack and the wall was on the point of collapsing because of
the way my shoulders pushed it.  He tilted his head and took my stem
between his lips, rubbing it up and down. I couldn't prevent myself from
purring. His lips on me were heaven, to refrain my moans was hell, and the
mixed of both of them was beginning to make me understand what SM pleasure
must be.

My dick was now in the hot moist cavern of his mouth and his tongue was
swirling around. Suddenly he deep-throated me. It was unbelievable how
tightly stroked I was. He had already made me see stars, that time I was
seeing galaxies, nebulas, universes.  When I sent my first cum jet I feared
it was powerful enough to kill Taylor and I still had three or four more to
give him.

At that very moment:

"OMG! That is Mathew Ramsgate!! The famous Matt receiving a blowjob from an
other boy in the toilets of a cinema! That will be the scoop of the year!"

That voice coming from nowhere resounded in the toilets.
 I was petrified. I had never had such a shock in my life. From so hot I
was I became cold, frozen, close to the absolute zero. The sweat I was
covered of was turning into stalactites of ice. The slightest movement
could break me! My heart skipped three or four beatings. I hardly heard
Taylor choking because of the combination of seed and surprise.  I raised
my head and saw the childish face of Rob over the door of the
toilets. Robert Stew, a guy from our college.

"That's gross! Really gross!! If I hadn't seen it, I couldn't believe
it. Matt is a fag!!!!"

He got down. I tried to dress as quickly as possible.

"Rob! Wait a minute! Don't go away! We have to speak!"

"No way! I don't speak with two fags in the toilets! I don't want you to
rape me! So long queers!"

And we heard the door shut.

"OMG! OMG! OMG!" Was stammering Taylor, still on the knees, hiding his face
between his hands. "Why did we do that? Why here? That will be terrible!
What are we in? OMG!"

I helped him to stand up.

"All will be OK! I'll speak to him. I am sure he is not so bad, he won't
say a word."

"OMG! OMG!"

"Stop saying it Taylor! Please stop! First thing we have to go out of
here. I am sure he has not recognized you. He could'nt see your face. At
this time the other film is about to end. We'll go out separately in the
crowd so, if he is waiting outside he will not see us together. I'll try to
find him and after that I'll join you at your home. OK?"

"OK!" Replied Taylor.

But I was concerned because I saw he was far from OK, still under the
shock.

We did as I had just said. I paced up and down the area but I was unable to
find Rob, he had disappeared. I continued to look for him an hour but was
unsuccessful. I went back to Taylor's, very anxious. He was sitting on his
bed doing nothing. When I entered the room he jumped.

"Did you see him?"

"No! I couldn't find him anywhere around the theater and I don't know where
he lives."

"Shit! Shit! Shit! What will we do? Why did we do that there? We should
have waited to be in a safe place!"

"You are right! I am very, very, very sorry to have pushed you so far, but
you make me so horny, I love you so much that I'm frequently out of
control!"

He half smiled.

"I love you too."

We remained silent for a few minutes.

"I am so scared to be outed. I don't know if I would be able to stand for
it. It would be hell and why? why? why?"

He was getting very annoyed and looked despaired, powerless as a bee
against a window, unable to find a way out. This began to upset me.

"Stop Taylor! It's not that bad! We don't know what he will do. He'll
probably say nothing. And if he does, it's not what we want but we can face
it!"

"Easy for you to say! You have been living here for a long time. You belong
to that city. Everybody knows you, likes you. You have more friends than
you can count."

Anger was getting over him.

"But me! I am the stranger and it has not been so easy. But from now I'll
be the stranger faggot, and I am alone. I have been here for only two
weeks, so I have no real friends. I'll be alone to face that shit, and I
don't want to, I haven't chosen to!!"

He was screaming, totally haggard.

I was so tensed, I almost yelled back at him in the same way but suddenly I
understood the meaning of his words: "alone", he thought he would have to
face the situation alone. He had erased me of his future.

I sat down and I began to cry. It hurt so much. Seeing me Taylor fell
silent.

"Alone?" I mumbled.

"What?"

"Alone, with no friends, that's what you just said! Do you think really I
could drop you. Is that the opinion you have about me?... And I thought you
loved me!"

Taylor looked puzzled a few seconds. He closed his eyes, went to me and
hugged me tightly.

"Don't say that Matt! Please don't say that! I love you Matt. I love you
more than life, don't ever doubt. Excuse me for what I said! Will you
forgive me? I promise I'll try to never let anger drive me again. I
promise, please forgive me!"

I returned the hug and we kissed to comfort ourselves.

"Did you forgive me Matt?"

"Of course! How could I keep any spite towards you?"

We kissed one more time.

"What will we do now?" Asked Taylor.

"I think I should go home, just in case he calls to speak to me.  If he
doesn't, then I'll look for him one more time."

Taylor agreed with my idea so I went back home, all the way thinking about
our first argument. Taylor was right! I had made a major mistake at the
cine and it could hurt both of us, and probably Taylor more than myself. I
had to do something to repair! I had to protect him.

When I arrived home I saw Robert, probably waiting for me. He was sitting
down on a bench on the other side of the street. As soon as he saw me, he
waved.

"Come here Matt! We have to chat." He patted the bench. He had a weird
grin.

"Where have you been? I have been waiting for an hour and half! You were
with your boyfriend? Fucking or being fucked?"

"It's none of your business!"

"You should be more gentle with me! I am just taking an interest in you and
I am a bit curious about a sexuality I don't practice! How was the
experiment in the toilets? Exciting place no?"

"It has been quite good until somebody intruded on us!"

"Oh yes! I remember! It was so funny. You should have seen your face!!"

" This situation's kind of humor is not to my taste!"

"And your friend did he? By the way who is he?"

"You don't know him!"

"Why do you want to keep any secrets from me? I already know the biggest!"

"You don't know him and there is no reason for me to out him!"

"I'll find by my own. So you have been a faggot for a long time?"

"I prefer to say that I am gay."

"What do you prefer in sex? To be top or bottom?"

"Are you interested in one of those positions?"

"Of course not! I am curious! I told you.

"Your curiosity is quite unhealthy! Stop playing with me like a cat with a
mouse! What do you want?"

"I don't know, I am wondering about your secret life and how people will
react when they know?"

"They don't have to know!"

"Why? Are you ashamed? I could understand that!"

"No! I am not ashamed but I don't feel the need to be labeled. Please Rob,
keep it to yourself! You could make my life hell if you speak!"

"Perhaps but it would only be honest. People have to be warned about what
they risk around you!"

"You know me enough to..."

"I thought I knew you! Today I discovered a really new Matt!"

"Please, don't tell it! Don't out me! I beg you! Is that what you want?"

"No, not at all! I have to think a lot about it then I'll tell you what
I'll do. So we are still friends?" He asked with an ironic smile.

"Yes of course" I retorted.

"Well I have to go." He stood and stared at me. "Oh, I almost forgot. I
would like to ask you something."

"Go ahead!"

"I broke my bike last week and I won't have an other one before a few
months. As you don't use yours a lot, I thought perhaps I could borrow it
from you?"

"I don't know if my parents..."

"Oh Matt! That would be a real proof of friendship!" He repeated slowly,
looking me straight in the eyes.

Suddenly I was scared. What does that mean? Is he blackmailing me? No way,
he can't be such a creep! That's me, I am getting paranoid and, anyway,
what can I do? If he is blackmailing and I say no he will out me. No way. I
can't take that risk just for a bike.

"OK! Come with me, I'll lend it to you."

"No! I prefer to wait here, just bring it to me."

I went directly to the garage and I came back with my bike.

"Thank you Matt! I was sure you shouldn't refuse to help me."

He jumped on the bike.

"It's late, I have to go now, see you later Matt!"

And he went away without another word, without looking back.  As soon as I
was in my room I phoned to Taylor.

"Honey, how are you?"

"Better now, a bit better, and you?"

"I don't know actually. Guess who was waiting for me in front of my house?"

"He was there? What for? What will he do?"

"I can't tell for sure. I think he will not speak for the next few days but
he acted weird so I don't know where it will go on a long term."

"Acted weird?"

"Yes at the beginning he was quite insulting, calling me names. Then he
turned to be curious, inquisitive about my sexuality and at the end he was
almost friendly. By the way I have good news for you: he didn't recognize
you. He tried to ask me who you are but of course I didn't say your name."

"That's a relief but as we are always together, he will quickly understand
that one and one makes two."

"You are right, I have thought about it. We have to be more discreet and
distant when we are in public. Don't you think so?"

"Yes, it will be difficult and I don't want it, but I don't want to be
outed."

"Me neither!"

"Did he say anything else?"

"He borrowed my bike."

"Your bike? Why?"

"To ride I suppose."

"Very funny!"

"He told me his own was broken and that he wouldn't have an other one
before a few months. As I don't use mine... that's all the story!"

"Do you think he is blackmailing you?"

"I had the idea too but I don't think he is that shitty! You know what, I
think the only thing we can do is to stop worrying about it, just wait and
see. And to wait in the nicest way, perhaps you could sleep over at my
house tonight?"

"You'll not have time enough to hang up before I am beside you!"

He was almost right. A few minutes later he was in my arms, giving me the
first kiss of the night. The first of my life. It's always the first time
when Taylor kisses me. He is so good at it, so smooth, so soft, and at the
same time so hot and so strong. I could spend hours just being kissed by
him, it's like he is absorbing me, wrapping me in his soul.He closes the
world. He shuts us off this world but gives me universe. He captures me,
but being captured by him frees me.


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