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The contents of this story is purely fictional. The content matter of this story concerns love between males teenagers. It is a story of friendship, love, some violence and profanity. If this is not what you like reading or it is illegal for you to read this material because of age or laws go somewhere else. This story is copyrighted by it's owner and may not be copied or published elsewhere without the owners permission.

Author's note:

I wrote this story several years ago. This is a re-write of the original story...It takes a bit of time to really get into the exciting part story. It is more an adventure/thriller rather than a sex story.

I welcome your comments.

sam_lakes@hotmail.com



Mother
By
Sam Lakes

Chapter 4

I don’t know why I blacked out, but when I came to James and his bike landed three feet from me. I wondered where my bike was. I started to get up, but lay back down because I got dizzy.

“You okay?” asked James as he ran over to me, “You crazy kid! You could have died!”

“I wish I had!” I mumbled. A few inches lower and I would have fallen into the chasm along with my bike. I would be dead.

“How can you say that? You’ve got great parents, a great brother; you’re smart beyond…beyond anything or anyone I’ve known!”

I sat up. It was like all my anger for all my life was behind the dam that was cracking open and about to bust.

“FUCK YOU! TRY BEING ME! TRY NOT HAVING ANY FRIENDS YOUR AGE! TRY HAVING OTHER KIDS POINT AT YOU AND MAKE JOKES ABOUT YOU. YOU KNOW WHAT OTHER KIDS CALL ME ‘BRAIN’! AND ARBOR ‘PINKY’!

"PARENTS! PARENT! MY MOTHER IS DEAD! I DON’T EVEN REMEMBER HER! BUT I DO HAVE A FATHER! OH YES! A FATHER WHO I RARELY SEE! WHO HATES ME! TRY HAVING YOUR BEST FRIEND BE SOMEONE YOU ARE SO IN LOVE WITH BUT NO YOU CAN’T TOUCH CAUSE HE’S STRAIGHT AND I CAN’T EVEN TELL HIM I’M GAY!” I screamed.

I knew it was over for me. He’d tell Ruthie and Keith and they’d tell Arbor and I’d be kicked out of the family. The chasm was only a few feet away. I was about to jump up and take a dive when James sat down in front of me.

He rest both his hands on my shoulders then pulled me forward and gave me a hug. As he held me he quietly said, “When you took off I thought I was reliving the past…ten years ago my brother and I used to ride the trails all the time. I was eighteen at the time he was sixteen. We moved around a lot so we didn’t have a stable home life but we had each other. One day we came up here and he got real depressed and then he told me he was gay.”

“I was stunned and I guess I waited too long to respond and tell him I was fine with it. Like you he jumped on his bike and took of except he didn’t do the ramp. He flipped the bike at the edge. It took me a long time to get over it and I kept away from these trails until last year. I’ve never gotten married and date rarely. I work a lot – sometimes too much.”

“You don’t look a thing like Matt but a few of your actions are like his. You’re temperament is sort of like his and I bet you normally have a great since of humor. I know your life is harder than mine but then you’re going to do great things. I really want to be your friend because you are more perfect than me. I’m just a dumb cop.”

“This is killing my back sitting like this,” I said. I wasn’t upset any more. Fuck! What was I going to do about my bike? “James, is my bike totaled?”

“’fraid so, k…Colt,” he said as he pulled me to my feet.

“Oh, well, I guess I’ll have to get another bike…thanks.”

He pulled me into a hug, “Thank you for letting me be a part of your life.”

We walked back to the SUV and he tossed me the keys.

“You drive!”

“Me? I don’t have a license.”

“So?”

He showed me how to use the stick shift and after a while I caught on and he let me drive all the way to the diner where we had a great breakfast. After breakfast he took me back to the hotel and asked me if maybe Arbor and I might like to go to a movie.

We found Arb in his room. I asked him about the girl he was supposed to meet and he said that she never turned up and all the females around the pool were way too old for him.

“Well, James has invited us to go see a movie, I thought maybe we could go see ‘Lord of the Rings’,” I giggled.

Arbor rolled his eyes, “You are kidding me!” he laughed, “James, he has only seen that movie ten times! Actually I want to see that new movie with Mel Gibson, ‘Signs’.”

“’Signs’, cool me too!” said James.

“Out numbered again!” I laughed.

The movie was great. I sat in the middle and got stuck holding the popcorn.

“So…ahem…who’s going to feed me the popcorn?” I asked.

“Oh God! You still have that problem!” laughed Arbor, “Well, don’t look at me! Last time you bit me!”
“That was an accident!” I laughed.

Seeing that James was confused Arbor explained, “Geekoid, here, has a fetish. He loves movie popcorn buttered, but can’t stand to get his fingers oily so someone use to have to feed him the popcorn. Last time, he bit my finger, hard! So hard that it made me jump up and in the process the popcorn bucket landed upside down on the two people in front of us!”

“That wasn’t the worst of it. Geekoid starts laughing his head off and we got kicked out of the movie!”

“James, come to think of it going to the movie with this guy is one of the worst experiences you’ll ever have if the movie is boring or has a boring passage…let’s just say Mystery Science Theatre on TV must have gotten training from Colt, because he starts commenting on the movie. It starts off quietly and builds…if others start laughing he starts getting louder and louder.”

“Arb! I haven’t done that for years!” I laughed, “So, James will you feed me popcorn?”

James agreed, but I had to hold the popcorn. It was a good thing we’d eaten most of the popcorn before the movie started because when the dog jumped at the little girl I jumped and spilt all the popcorn on the floor.

Actually Arbor also fed me some popcorn too. His fingers were all greasy with salted popcorn oil. He asked me if I had a napkin. I said no and then I said quietly, “Here” and licked his fingers clean. He seemed like he didn’t mind. It sort of turned me on.

But what really confused me and really turned me on was both James and Arbor were resting there leg against mine, James on the right and Arbor on the left. I realized it was deliberate. Luckily I got into the movie and so my raging hardon disappeared by the end of the show.

After the movie James took us bowling. I was terrible. I was deep in thought thinking about Arbor and how much I loved him and then thinking about something that confused me. I was watching the movie and I felt he was looking at me so I moved my head so that I could see him in my peripheral vision.

“Earth to Colt!”

“Huh?”

“Your turn,” they both said.

I blushed, but I couldn’t get my attention off of Arbor looking at me in the movie. Why? I was trying to remember his expression. I bowled the ball and stood there thinking, the ball came back. I bowled the ball. Why would he stare at me while I’m watching the movie? Had I every stared at him when he didn’t know? Yeah, lots of times, but then I was in love with him. Maybe I should ask him why he was staring at me?

“Hey dude! I know two strikes in a row is hard to believe, but it’s my turn,” said Arb.

“Huh?”

“My turn.”

“Oh, sorry, can I ask you a personal question?” I asked in a quite voice just above a whisper.

“Sure.”

“In the movie I noticed you starring at me while I was watching the movie. Why?”

Arbor isn’t someone who blushes easily, but he blushed really bad. “N-no, I wasn’t!”

“Well, I know you were, but it’s fine if you don’t want to tell me why.” I went and sat down and he threw two gutter balls. He seemed to be a bit flustered which sort of amused me.

For some reason I started thinking about Mother and what I had to do to fix her. I knew I had to repair her screen, but there were other ideas that had been kicking around in my head that seemed to be demanding my attention. Suddenly a flood of new ideas was flooding into my head. Things and problems and concepts I had been puzzling about for months were becoming clearer I had to get these things figure out.

“James! I have to go! You need to take me back to the hotel,” I said.

I guess I was so involved with my own ideas that it didn’t occur to me that such a request would have such an effect on these two people.

“What? Why?” asked James his face suddenly filled with worry, “Did I do something to upset you?”

I looked at Arbor who looked equally as worried.

“No. I just have a bunch of ideas for Mother…” James had a quizzical look on his face so I added, “Mother the computer. I just figured a bunch of stuff out. Stuff I’ve puzzled about for months.”

For the next few days I spent most of my time in my room working. On the third day James came by to see me.

“Colt, have I done something to upset you?”

“No, why would you think that?”

“Just that uh well you wanted to leave so abruptly and I uh was afraid I did something you didn’t like…”

“No, I had a great time. Really! I did! I guess talking to you about myself sort of allowed me to start thinking again and stop worrying about myself. I really like you a lot, James, an awful lot.”

I gave him a big hug and he hugged me back saying, “I really like…no I love you a lot too and I’ll always be here for you if you need me.”

I gave him a kiss on the cheek, “Thanks. I’d explain what I’ve been working on but you’d probably get a splitting headache.”

He agreed and I guess he could see I was sort of preoccupied so we said our goodbyes and he left.

Of course Arb came down to check on me. I love him so much and even though he hasn’t said anything I know he loves me…maybe not the same way but love just the same. I haven’t really talked to him about us or rather about the way I really feel about him I don’t seem to have the urgency to tell him. I think my telling James about being gay was enough and anyway I’m only fourteen maybe it’s just a stage I’m going through.

I was so anxious to get back to the engineering lab.

On the flight back I sat next to Arbor.

“Arb?”

“Yeah?”

“Did I ruin the vacation for you? I mean these last few days I’ve been so intensive in my work and the new designs. And you’ve been there almost at my beckon call with food and just being a sounding board sort of like the old days. I care about you but then I got so involved with all this like I had to get it done or I’d never get it done.”

“Colt, the only thing that could ruin my vacation was if you had kept to yourself. I love watching you figure things out cuz you get so excited. It started out a really awful vacation until we got things sorted out and since then it’s been great – I can’t wait to test the proximity linking stuff – I don’t understand how it works, that’s your department, but I know it will work. We make a good team.”

“Nope we make a great team, we always have and always will. There is something that has been bothering me though…” his cast down to his lap.

“What?” he asked softly.

“I keep getting this feeling that something bad is going to happen to someone I know, not you or me…but some one…”

Arbor looked at me with a look of shock.

“What Arb?” Suddenly I was scared.

“I’ve had the same feeling! I thought it was you for a while but then I knew it wasn’t you cuz when I came into your room the feeling would go away.”

“Most weird, dude.”

“Yeah…”


To be Continued


So, I've been thinking of writing Arbor's viewpoint - Whatch think? Keep it just Colt's viewpoint or let Arbor give his viewpoint - could be interesting??? - Sam sam_lakes@hotmail.com