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.

I would like to thank Jason for his excellent editing!

Sam Lakes

Chapter 6


I really love Colt. It had been almost six months since I saw him last. He is so hot! We’ve known each other since I was six and we’ve always been good friends, not like him and Arb. Seeing him tonight was great and when we did our kiss-kiss I was hoping he’d give me a kiss on the lips. Okay so, I have a crush on him and he knows it.

I was going to show him my artwork and get him to pose for me before I was interrupted by Arbor. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Colt so upset in my life. I could see him hurting and there was nothing I could do to help him. I ran into the house when I saw him running out the side door. I ran after him only to see him riding off on his bike.

Uncle Keith was fuming as he came into the house. Aunt Ruthie followed him.

“Where’d he go Melanie?” he asked.

“I don’t know he ran out and got on his bike and rode off, Uncle Keith,” I answered and then added, “I need to find him he was so upset.”

“Oh…best leave him for a while then I’ll go get him.”

“But he was crying Uncle Keith.”

“Yes, I know that’s why he left. He hates crying in front of anybody, especially strangers.”

“I’m not a stranger, Uncle Keith and if you won’t tell me where he is I guess I go search by myself.”

Aunt Ruthie smiled, and said, “You always did have a crush on him.”

I blushed.

“Well, maybe he needs you right now. Come on let’s go find my boy,” she said, “Keith, keep the guests entertained. I’ll be back shortly.

Aunt Ruthie let me out at Computer Science Building II and told me Colt would be on the roof and told me to come down to her office when we were ready to leave.

As I walked out on to the roof I saw Colt over by the railing. I hadn’t taken one step before he said, “Please leave. I don’t want to talk.”

“No. I won’t leave. If you don’t want to talk that’s fine, but I’m not going to leave.”

“Please, Melanie. Just leave me alone.”
“No. If you want to cry you can cry – it doesn’t bother me to see a boy cry…I love you, Colt.”

“Melanie, you are wasting your time loving me. Because I can never return that love the way you’d expect me to.”

I wish I hadn’t said, “Why are you gay?” but I did and I didn’t expect the answer I got back from Colt.

“Yes. I am. Now leave cuz there is nothing you can gain. I can only hurt you. GO!”

I was shocked by what Colt had said, but then I had always suspected it and I also know knew who he loved. Suddenly, it was so obvious, why else would a person with a Master’s Degree in CompSci ever decide to go back to high school. I half left and then I realized that it didn’t matter to me. He was still the Colt I had grown up with and we’d always been friends.

I stepped back onto the roof.

“Colt Smith, what kind of friend would I be if I left? What kind of friend would I be if I just wanted to gain some thing? Well, I’m not that kind of friend. I am not a fair weather friend!”



He turned to face me and just started laughing, “Yes I am a prick!”

“And I am a bitch!” I laughed. We kept laughing until we in each other’s arms and then his laughter turned to tears. I held him tight and stroked his hair. God he has gorgeous hair.

Slowly he calmed down and began to talk, “I’m sorry for crying like a baby. It ‘s just that I get so upset with myself. I hate getting angry! Mom! I’m fine we’re talking!”

I turned to see Aunt Ruthie standing by the door. “I can see that, sweetie, look I have to go back to the house you guys come home when you’re ready, okay?”

“Mom…Mom…please tell Alan I’m sorry. Please tell him I don’t really hate him,” Colt pleaded. I knew he was on the verge of tears. Aunt Ruthie came over to us and kissed him on the cheek.

“I’ll tell him and don’t worry he doesn’t hate you…I know Alan very well and I don’t think he could ever hate you…” she smiled, “adore you – for sure, worship you – most definitely, hate you – an impossibility.” She kissed him on the cheek again and then left.

“Melanie, do you hate what I am…I mean hate me because I’m gay?”

I smiled at him. “Adore you – for sure, worship you – most definitely, hate you – an impossibility.” We hugged.

“I am a little disappointed that I’ll never be Mrs. Colt Smith,” I giggled.


“Well, I just think it’s funny…you being gay…not funny ha-ha but funny weird. My best friend at school who I had a monstrous crush on turned out to be gay and you know what I still adore him; he’s such a neat guy and oh so good looking. I think we are better friends now than ever before.”

Colt looked coyly at me. “Does he uh…” Colt blushed. “Does he have a boyfriend?”

“No, he’s far too shy, sort of like you. I think he has a couple of crushes, but they don’t know. I’m the only one who knows he’s gay.” I thought for a second. “Are you interested?” I smiled.

He blushed again and a quiet but cute voice said, “Sort of…cuz I don’t know anybody else who is gay…never mind though cuz he probably wouldn’t like me.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Cuz I’m the ultimate geek, I find it hard to relate with people my age...”

“Colt Smith! What a bunch of bullshit! Excuse my French! You relate with me and Arbor and besides he’s a geek too, not an ultimate geek but a geek just the same.”

Colt smile, “Does he have an e-mail address?”

I rolled my eyes at him, “Oh duh! What geek doesn’t have an e-mail address!” We laughed.

“Well, what is it?”

“Oh, no! No, I’m not going to give it to you. You’ll just have to ask it from him yourself!” I laughed, “You have to meet him in person.”
“In person! But what if he hates me?”

“What happens if he loves you?”

“What if I don’t like him?”

“You won’t, just like I know he won’t.”

“So, what’s his name?”

“Chase Mansfield.”

“Have you got a picture of him?”

“Of course! But I’m not going to show you it. He-he.”

“Why?” Colt whined.

“Because I want to see your face when you first meet him, believe me he’s almost as gorgeous as you and besides if I show you now you might take your time coming to see me.”

“Not necessarily, it might make me want to come sooner!” he wiggles his eyebrows.

“Nope. You could ride home with us tomorrow.”

“Well, not until after I see Alan.”

“Do you have a crush on him?”

“Sort of…I just like him…like an older brother. I didn’t like his fiancé. She wasn’t good enough for him, too bitchy, too demanding. I’m glad she dropped him…I think he blames me for their breaking up…I told her she wasn’t good enough for him and she got pissed with me and told me to keep out of his business. We got into a nasty argument and she said some pretty nasty things about me. I guess I did the same about her.”

“Arb told me that she gave Alan an ultimatum to have nothing more to do with me and never see me again or that was it, she’d leave.”

“He must really love you.”

“No. He hates people giving him ultimatums.”

“How old is Chase? What does he look like?

“He’s fifteen. Light brown hair with natural blonde highlights, green eyes, a bit taller than you and about the same build – you could easily where the same clothes.”

We ended up talking for three hours. I still think he is the coolest guy in the world and I was right he is madly in love with Arbor, but says Arbor is totally straight so not to mention anything to him or anybody else – the only other person that knows about him is a cop in Vegas called James. Of course he told me about loosing his bike, the true story not the one he told his parents.

Just before we left to go home he got a kind of panic attack about some thing really bad was going to happen and was nearly in tears again. I was really worried.

He’s so cute. He’s going to go home with me tomorrow. I can’t wait to see his face when he meets Chase.


I really love Melanie, especially after tonight. She is a true friend. I opened up to her about everything, even more than I did with James. I realized that I sort of had a crush on Alan and I felt really bad about the things I said. She is so cool. I think if it weren’t for Arbor I could fall for her.

I got another panic attack just before we went home but then it faded away. It must just be stress.

By the time we got home most of the guests had gone home there were only relatives left and Alan who was talking quietly with Ruthie. She beckoned me over. Melanie went to see her folks.

“Mom, Melanie has invited me over for the weekend. Can I go, please?”

“Yes, as long as it is okay with Uncle Ted and Aunt Betty, but first I think you two need to talk,” she said, “I’ll go talk with Ted and Betty.”

Alan’s eyes were red and puffy from crying and I guess mine were too.

“Can we go somewhere private?” he asked softly.

I nodded and led the way to my bedroom. We entered and I locked the door.

“I-I’m so sorry, Colt,” Alan burst into tears. I didn’t know what to do. I felt like I should do something so I led him over to the bed and we sat down. I put my arm around him as he shook from crying.

“Alan, please don’t cry. I love you…I was just angry and I said things I didn’t mean. Please don’t cry or you get me started too,” I said then I lift his head up so that he was looking at me. We just looked at each other for a few moments then he leaned in and kissed me on the lips.

I was startled and almost immediately pulled away from him. First he looked scared and then he started to say something. And I reached over and put my fingers on his lips.

“Let me speak first. I was startled by the kiss, but it was kind of nice,” I smiled, “I love you Alan but more like an older brother, I guess you are gay or bi right?”

“Yeah one or the other. I didn’t realize it until Audrey made me chose between you or her and I realized I could never give up your friendship. There have been so many times when I just want to hold you and some times kiss you. I really love you Colt and I understand you wanting to keep it like an older brother relationship.”

“I had a crush on you once. I’m gay. God now three people know: you, Melanie and James, the cop in Vegas.”

“Does Arb know?”

“No. I love Arb more than anything or anyone it the world, but I also know that he is straight and so I don’t want him to know. You must promise me you’ll never tell him. Promise me.”

“I promise, but I think you should tell him. He’s your best friend and he’s gonna feel betrayed that his best friend didn’t feel he could trust him…you never know he may feel the same way about you.”

“I just don’t want to risk what I have which is a great friendship. I don’t want to risk losing him. I don’t think I could live if he hated me for any reason.”

“So, is there anybody in your life you know a boyfriend?”

I blushed, “No not yet…”

“Why are you blushing?” he laughingly asked.

I sighed, “Well, Melanie has a friend and she says he’s real cute and she wants us to meet…this is embarrassing.”

“Well, you’ve got to keep me informed. Let me know if he’s a doll like you and what he’s like.”

We talked a little more then someone knocked at the door. I got up and unlocked the door to find Melanie.

She came in.

“We’re staying the night, Mom and Dad have the guest room and I get the couch. So I thought I could call my best friend on your phone. Oh sorry, I didn’t know you had a guest.”

“Oh, he’s okay. Alan this is Melanie – Melanie. Alan.”

“Hi. So I take it you two are friends again?”

“Yes,” Alan and I said in unison.

“So, I need to get going. It’s way past my bed time,” said Alan as he stood up and crossed the room to where Melanie and I were.

“You don’t have to go,” I said sort of wishing he would say.

“No. I do,” he smiled, “You have a fun time tomorrow.”

I grabbed his arm and pulled him close and gave him a kiss on the cheek and then a hug. “Thanks for being my friend.” He returned the kiss and then left.

“Is he?”

“Is he my friend? Yes. Does he love me? Yes. Do I love him? Yes, but like an older brother. Did I tell him about being gay? Yes. Is he okay with it? Yes. Anything else and you’ll have to ask him.”

“Well, give me your phone so I can make a call to Chase,” she ordered.

I tossed her the phone and jumped on my bed and she then sat next to me. I had no idea what she was going to say to her friend. I was nervous as hell and started tossing my teddy bear up in the air.

“Hey Chase, it’s me. What do you mean who?” she giggled, “The one you idolize! Oh! You bitch! Ha-ha. Look I’m staying at my cousins tonight and tomorrow I’ll be back home a-n-d my cousin, who is an absolute dreamboy, is coming over for the day and I thought you could meet us at the mall and then maybe we could go to the movie or something.”

“Huh? Of course! I said he was a dreamboy…he’s fourteen and a super geek like you…ha-ha! Yes you are! Ha-ha. You want to say Hi? Oh come on he won’t bit as long as you don’t ha-ha.”

I was shaking my head ‘No’ letting know I didn’t want to have to talk to a stranger. Then she handed the phone to me. Shyly I took the phone and said, “Hello?”

“Hi. Your cousin is crazy!” he said in a soft voice, which sounded really dreamy and beautiful, “and of course she forgot to tell me your name.”

“It’s Colt, Colt Smith. It’s nice to meet you. Uh…so…here’s your cousin,” I gave the phone back to Melanie, but she wouldn’t take it so I threw it on the bed and stormed out of the room.

I walked into the kitchen where I found Arbor and Alan talking and laughing about something. I ignored them and went to the refrigerator and got me a soda and went out the back door and sat in the swing on the back porch.

I hate being made a fool of and Chase probably think I’m a real non-plus! There is no way I am going to go meet him in a mall. I’d probably act even more stupid. It’s better to just not go than to make a complete fool of myself. Besides I need to get stuff ready for Keith.

I got up and went to see Keith who I found in the living room with Ruthie.
“Hey, when do you have your business meeting?”

“Thursday. So do you have a solution for the lack of a working computer? “I have a pair of tap shoes.”

Keith laughed and said, “I have my own pair.”

“When would you need all the engineering drawings and documentation for some new chips and I need your authorization and whoever else.”

“I would need it by Tuesday because I have to get the grants committee to approve the funds and I assume that these are special.”

“Very special.”

“In that case Tuesday a.m.”

“Okay, in that case I’ll see you Tuesday a.m.” I yawned and said good night as I left the living room and returned to my room where I found Melanie still talking on the phone.

She stuck her tongue out at me. I ignored her as she continued to prattle away with her friend, probably making fun of my great conversation. I grabbed my backpack.

“See you around,” I said as I left the room.

I was on my bike and ready to leave when she caught up to me.

“Colt! Where are you going?”

“To the U, I have work I have to get done by Tuesday, so I won’t be going with you to the mall.”

“Why? Because I made you talk on the phone.”

“I told you I didn’t want to talk! And now…he thinks I’m a retard!”

“No he doesn’t. Why do you think I stayed on the line for so long? Cuz he thought you sounded so cute and sweet and he was asking me all about you. He really wants to meet you!”

“Then come to the U tomorrow I’ll be in the Engineering Lab. I’ll take a short break. I want to meet him but I have to get this work done before Tuesday a.m. I know you think I’m pissed – I was but I’m not now – something happened. I can’t explain…Please promise me you’ll come and see me tomorrow.”

I didn’t give her a chance to respond I left on my bike. How could I explain what happened? I didn’t really know myself. If I told her I had another panic attack she’d tell Ruthie or Keith and then who knows what would happen. This had nothing to do with meeting Chase. It’s like half a premonition. I just knew something terrible was going to happen and I had to get this work done not to prevent an event but to ensure my own research could continue.

To be Continued

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