Date: Mon, 10 May 2004 20:42:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tim Frost <ems78464@yahoo.com>
Subject: Love on the Thames - 3

DISCLAIMER: This story is a fictitious story of love and lust between two
teenage boys. Parts of this story are based on true events, but have been
altered to protect the true identities of the persons involved. If you
are offended by Gay Sex material, or it is illegal for you to view this
material, please do not continue reading. As always feedback is always
welcome, and appreciated.

We finished up in the restroom, and walked back out to the terminal. Dan
was still really red in the face, I actually found it kind of funny, but
I just ignored it because I didn't want him to feel even more
uncomfortable, than he already was. We got back to our stuff and played
cards for about two hours.

"Guys, I'm starving, I'm going to go hit up that McDonalds, you guys want
anything?" Kevin asked.

"Nah, I'm all set." I said

"Yeah, me too." Dan said.

"I'll go with you Kevin, besides, we have to stay in pairs." Sarah said.

Kevin and Sarah left and went over to McDonalds. I thought that this
might be a good time to try and reassure Dan that I wasn't freaked out
about earlier, but I think he was more freaked out than me.

I leaned over and said, "Look, I'm not freaked out about earlier, it
happens to the best of us dude, don't feel weird, its okay"

Dan just smiled at me, it was obviously bothering him, so I decided not
to talk about it anymore. Figured that if he was gay, he was probably in
denial. But what the hell, so was I at first. Kevin and Sarah got back,
and we finished our card game. Kevin kicked all our asses, so we pretty
much made a pact right then and there that Dan, Sarah, and I would never
play Kevin in cards again.

Finally the announcement came over the intercom in the terminal, "Ladies
and gentlemen, Virgin Atlantic is pleased to announce the boarding of
flight VS011 service to London Heathrow, at this time boarding group A is
invited to board the aircraft, please have your ticket, boarding pass,
and passport at the ready." We were in Boarding group A because we were a
big group, so we all got our stuff together, and followed Mr. Hinkle to
the gate door, and went down the jet way to the plane. It worked out that
the four of us got to sit together, so we got situated in our seats, and
buckled up. I smiled at Dan as the pilot came over the plane's intercom
saying that we were ready for taxi. Right then and there, it hit me. We
were going to London, England. The epi-center of European life for over
200 years. I was in awe, until Dan nudged me and reminded me that we were
getting ready for takeoff. I must have been thinking for about ten
minutes while we taxied to the runway. I kind of chuckled to myself. The
four massive engines were thrown into full throttle and our plane hurled
down the runway at takeoff speed, and we were in the air, bound for
London. Man, I was ecstatic. It seemed like Dan was too, he seemed to
have the same dumbfounded look on his face as me.

Mr. Hinkle had recommended we get some sleep on the plane. About two
hours into our flight, we ate dinner, and then Dan and I asked the flight
attendant for a couple of pillows. I was in the window seat, and Dan was
next to me, I put my pillow against the window, and he put his against my
seat. We actually dozed off for about 5 hours or so, because the thing
that woke me up, was sunlight in my eyes. I was groggy and half-asleep
when I realized that there was something in my lap. I looked down and to
my amazement, it was Dan's head. Everyone else was still asleep, so I
don't think anyone else noticed. I wasn't sure whether or not to wake
him up, or let him sleep, but either way, I liked this position, the
hottest boy I had ever met, who was checking out my dick, his head was in
my lap. I must have gotten an instant boner. I decided though, that its
probably best for me to wake him up. So I punched him really hard to wake
him up instantly to avoid another embarrassing moment for him. He woke
up, not even realizing that his head was in my lap, just seconds ago.

"Dude, look, were over Ireland" I said pointing at the progress map, in
the seat in front of us.

"Geez, we were out for like 5 hours." he said.

"Yeah, we should get into London in like another hour or so." I said
excitedly.

Slowly everyone in our group started to wake up groggy. About
twenty-minutes later, the flight attendants came on the intercom and woke
everyone up for breakfast. It was sort of weird, we had Dinner just 5
hours ago, and now we were having breakfast. I was still sort of full
from dinner, but since they said that it was about 5:30 AM local time in
London, I figured that it was probably best that we ate a pastry or
something.

"Dude, I still cant believe were going to London" Dan said with a
mouthful of pastry.

"Yeah, I know. Did you know the drinking age is eighteen?" I said
sounding like a dork.

"That's awesome. Too bad your seventeen!" He said laughing playfully.

"Like its stopped me before." I said seriously giving him a fun look.

The flight attendants finally came around and cleared our trash, and the
pilot told us that we were starting our descent into London. About
forty-five minutes later we were on the ground in London. We got off the
plane, and were in the gate area. We were all still a little bit groggy,
but functioning. We followed Mr. Hinkle to baggage claim, where we got
our luggage. Speaking of which, I thought my parents were bad, but there
were some girls that were with us, that had like two huge suitcases. Its
a ten day trip, not a ten year trip! Anyway, we met up with our tour
guide and went down to what she called the motor ring. Dan and I looked
at each other and shrugged our shoulders, we had no idea what the hell
the motor ring was. So we followed her, her name was Lynn by the way,
down to the "motor ring" only to find out that it was the bus loop. It
was rather funny, because after some kids put their bags underneath, they
went around to the right side of the bus and tried to get on. Only to
find Mrs. Hinkle laughing at them hysterically and reminding them that we
are in England, where they drive on the Left side of the road, and to go
to the left side of the bus to get on. Dan and I just looked at each
other again, and rolled our eyes.

The bus brought us to our hotel in London called the Novotel, it was
actually in Hammersmith where Sarah said she wanted to visit most. She
must have been so happy. We finally got in and checked in, which was
actually pretty easy. Lynn told us that we had an hour and a half before
we had to leave for our walking tour of the city. She recommended, like
Mr. Hinkle did, that we shower, and change clothes, because we wouldn't
be back to the hotel until almost 10 that night.

Dan and I found our room, we were in room 569 (yes, very cliche, yet also
a weird coincidence) Dan opened the door, and dragged his stuff in. I
followed him. The room was nice, it only seemed to have one bed though. I
thought to myself, "Yes! I get to share a bed with Dan!" but then he
found the trundle under the first bed, and I thought to myself, "Damn!"
Dan opened his suitcase and started filling the dressers in the room with
his clothes, I did the same. Finally Dan caught me off guard.

"Ben, can we talk seriously for a few minutes?" he asked.

"Sure, about what?" I replied.

"Why don't we sit down" he said pointing at the little breakfast table.
"Ben, I need to get this off my chest before we are really roommates for
ten days. And I will understand if you don't want to room with me after
I tell you this". He said looking depressed.

"Don't be a retard, what is it." I said.

Dan looked up, and looked me directly in the eyes. He had a tear in his
eye. He looked so scared, and nervous about whatever he was going to say
to me.

"Ben. I...I'm...You see...Ben I'm gay." Dan said almost starting to cry
hysterically.

I was sort of shocked that he came right out and told me. I mean, I had
obviously had my suspicions, but I didn't think they were true. While I
was thinking about what Dan had just told me, I almost forgot that he was
waiting for a response. Dan started to cry.

"Ben, its who I am. I mean, I've fought it for a while, telling myself
that it will go away, that I'll be normal. But Ben, I'll never be normal,
hell at my old school, I was called faggot McGee. That's one of the
reasons my family moved here, so that I could have a new beginning. My
parents know I'm gay, and they accept it, I haven't yet. Ben, you've
made me feel right at home, you've accepted me, and you've given me a
new chance. Fuck, Ben I tried to kill myself before I moved here. I never
had any friends, I was a lonely piece of shit. Ben ever since I moved
here, you accepted me, you were my friend. It was like a feeling I've
never had before. That's the reason my parents let me go on this trip,
because I would be with a true friend. I..I..I understand if you don't
want to be my friend." Dan exclaimed.

All I could do was look at him. My heart wrenched for him. This poor guy
that I've known for only a few months has just opened up his life to me.
I had a tear in my eye. Dan was still crying a little bit, so I moved
over onto the bed and gave him a big bear hug. I held his head, and
stroked his hair, while he cried in my shoulders. I was crying too. I
felt as if, that if Dan had opened his heart up to me, I should do the
same.

I said, "Dan...I know how you feel."

"You do?" he said.

"Yeah, you see...I...I think I'm gay too." I admitted shyly, I almost
felt bad telling him that after he had suffered so much.

"What? You cant be?" Dan said sounding shocked.

"Well, I am, and I understand how you feel, about being gay." I tried to
comfort Dan as much as possible, because he was still really shaky. I
gave Dan another huge bear hug, and kissed him on the forehead.

"Oh my God. Ben...this..this is awesome." Dan said sounding more and more
like the Dan I had gotten to know. "Ben, I have something else to tell
you." Dan said shyly.

"What is it?" I asked, sounding puzzled.

"Well, I've kind of, well, had a crush on you Ben. I mean, it's like, I
first met you, and got to know you, and well, something just clicked
about you that really turn me on. Cm'mon, your hot as all hell, you have
an awesome personality. Fuck, I came here expecting nothing, and well you
opened my eyes." Dan admitted.

"Wow Dan, I never even knew..." I said, really taken aback.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Mr. Hinkle yelled in saying
that we had a half hour left to get ready. I looked at Dan, and he looked
at me, and we both shrugged and started stripping to get in the shower.

We both stripped slowly, to give each other a show. I started by taking
off my shirt, revealing my thin, skinny build. Dan let open his shirt,
and revealed a nice six pack. I thought to myself, "Dammmmn". Then we
moved our way into the bathroom, which was sort of spacious, enough for
two people, which was perfect for us. I turned Dan around, and looked at
him in the eyes.

"Dan, I will always be here for you. Be proud of who you are, not what
you are, but who. Remember that you are a person, not an item. I agree
with you, this is good, because we can learn about life like this
together. I care about you Dan." I said passionately to him.

Dan leaned over and kissed me on the lips. He pulled away, and I gazed
into his deep ocean blue eyes, and returned the favor. As I was kissing
him, Dan slowly unbuttoned my jeans, letting them drop to the bathroom
floor. I slowly pulled down his athletic sweat pants, revealing his cute
Scooby Doo boxers. We kept our lips embraced as he leaned over and turned
the warm water on. I slowly put my thumb and forefinger around his waist
and slowly slid his boxers down to the pile of clothes on the floor. I
looked down and I saw a hard 7-inch uncut dick flopping there in front of
me. Dan slowly returned the favor, and slid my red plaid boxers to the
floor, and revealed my hard 7.5-inch dick. We embraced each other,
letting our dicks rub against our hard bodies. We stepped into the
shower, still kissing passionately. I started soaping up Dan's back, and
ass, and washing him off. I shampooed his hair, all while stroking his
back passionately. I stroked Dan's boner too, I jerked him off slowly
while we kissed, and he did the same to me.

Suddenly, we heard a knock on the bathroom door. Dan and I just looked at
each other in horror.

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