Date: Sat, 26 Jul 2003 03:49:23 +0000 From: Witty Writer Subject: No I Do Not Like Girls Part IV Here we go again... sorry for the wait... the end of my junior year was a little more taxing than I expected, so for those of you too lazy to read the first chapters, you're missing out and I'm not gonna fill you in, so your loss... go back and read ********************************* I awoke to quiet chatter among my friends who had already woken up. As my eyes adjusted I could see that Randi, Kat, and about three other people were watching me intently. 'What's their deal?' I thought to myself. But then I realized why they were staring at me. I was spooned up against Joe with my arms around him and his legs were intertwined with mine. "That's so cute," Kat said, breaking the awkward moment. "You didn't feel like telling us?" "Huh?" I said, half awake. "I knew you and Joe would fit together nicely," Randi said, laughing at her own joke. "What do you mean?" I asked again. "We planned this," Kat said, proud of their scheme. "We knew you two would get stuck together, we just didn't know you would literally get stuck together." Randi laughed at this joke as well. I felt my face flush and I swear my body temperature rose twenty degrees. Joe opened his eyes and looked up and saw everyone watching us. "What gives?" He asked. Then suddenly realizing as well how we fell asleep, he turned the same color that I did. "Oh psh," Kat joked, "you don't need to get embarassed." My friends all went upstairs, and Joe (after blushing and showing his slightly more outgoing side) leaned in and kissed me, and then soon followed after them. I stood up and stretched, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness of the basement. "Cute..." "Huh?" I swirled around, not aware of the other person still downstairs. "That was cute..." It was Chris. He sat in the barrel chair in the corner of the room, looking at me with dangerously sharp eyes. "What do you want?" I asked, suddenly tensing up, as if I had committed a crime. He stood up, all too much like a villian in a horror movie who just cornered its prey after an hour and a half of tormentuous chasing and hiding. He began to walk slowly towards me. "Heh," he chuckled, "you act so naive..." He left the room, following the others. ********************* "Hello?" I said, picking up the phone. "Hey, um, you..." Joe stuttered on the other end, somewhat uneasily. "Haha," I laughed, "that was cute. By the way, it's ok to call me things like babe or baby. You don't have to worry about that." I could feel the heat from his face through the phone, knowing I embarassed him. "I just... didn't want to scare you off..." "Listen babe," I assured him, "I doubt you could scare me off. I've seen and heard it all already, many times." "So, um, what's up?" "Oh nothing really. Same as always; school, home, homework, sleep, repeat." "Yeah," he agreed, "tell me about it." "So, you up for doing something tonight?" "What do you mean?" He snapped back. "Whoa," I giggled, "calm down. I didn't mean THAT!" I thought to myself: 'if I play my cards right I COULD mean that though...' "Oh," he sighed, "yeah, sure. Like what?" "How about I surprise you?" "Ok, sounds good" "Pick you up at eight?" I asked. "Yeah, see you then," he cheerfully agreed. ********************* I drove up Joe's driveway at 7:56 (I like to be punctual...). He walked out of his garage and closed the door behind him and smiled when his eyes met mine inside my car. Damn, this kid really IS cute. I never noticed it before, but he's border-line drop-dead gorgeous, literally. "Hey," he said, as he opened the door to the car. "Howdy!" I laughed. "So now you're a cowboy?" He joked. "Yup, you wanna ride my steed?" He laughed a little uneasily, but I could tell he thought my joke, however crude it was, was funny. I popped in a CD and let the music fill any awkward silences. "I turned the corner And there you stood Your smile like home to me Your heart familiar No use pretending, not that I could I turned the corner when I met you" I'm such a sucker for Broadway musicals, but there always seems to be a song to describe any situation. "You know what?" I asked. "What?" "I turned the corner, and there you stood..." He laughed again. Ok, so both my attempts to break the ice worked to at least 50% of their potential... Ten minutes later we arrived at our destination. "Why did you stop the car?" He asked. "This is where the surprise is," I answered. "This is an open field," he replied. "There hasn't been a house for miles." "I know," I answered him. "You're... you're..." he stammered, "you're gonna rape me aren't you?" "Dude!" I exclaimed. "Why the fuck would you think that?" "You took me out here to be away from everyone else so I couldn't stop you, right?" he questioned. "Wow, that is exactly the opposite of why I brought you here..." "It is?" he asked. "You can't see the stars half as clear around a populated area as you can way out here," I answered him. "I took you here to show you my favorite spot to look at the stars." He turned seven shades of red after hearing my intent. "Oh," he blushed, "I feel stupid now..." "Don't," I said, kissing his lips softly. "Just come out and lay next to me..." We left the car and walked for a bit before laying down in the middle of the field, flattening the tall grass below us to make a makeshift blanket. He kept his distance at first, but I swiftly changed that by pulling him closer to me. He looked at me and caught on, moving closer to me and placing his head on my chest, looking up at the sky. "You know," I said, "I'm a Capricorn, and you're a Pisces. Do you know what that means?" "No," he admitted. "When Capricorn and Pisces join together in a love match, on the surface, it may appear to be opposites attracting. Capricorn is down-to-earth, while Pisces tends to be more emotional and dreamy. They can be devoted to one another." "Really?" He asked. "Yeah," I answered him. "A relationship may develop slowly, the two not necessarily recognizing its progression. But it will get stronger over time." "I like that," he decided. "I do too." He got up, straddled me, and kissed me somewhat strongly for such a small boy. "What was that for?" I asked. "It was for you," he said, kissing me again. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him down on top of me, feeling his body mold to mine. His legs just reached to the top of my sneakers, making his (not so hidden) dick grind against mine just right. He noticed this and stopped kissing me, trying to hide his obvious boner. "Hey," I assured him, "it's alright, trust me..." I reached down and cupped his firm ass and pushed him against me even harder. He gladly reciprocated by beginning our kiss again and sticking his tongue into my mouth. I was surprised to find my shorts being undone by the wandering hands that found the button. He undid my pants and slid them down, tossing them to the side, leaving my boxers on. I happily followed suit and did the same, but taking it one step further and removing his shirt as well, revealing his smooth, nicely defined upper body. I broke out kiss to flip us around so he was on the bottom and I licked down his neck to his soft nipples. He shook as I gently nibbled on each one, watching them get hard as I played with them. I proceeded to follow the curves of his body down to his belly button, swirling my tongue around momentarily before attacking the tent in his boxers. I lifted the flap and slid them down past his knees, watching his cock flop up and smack his stomach. I lifted it up and lick the head slowly, then moved up, pushing my own boxers down and kissed him. "Why'd you stop?" He asked. "I'm not done yet..." I answered. "Brett..." He asked again, "will you... umm..." "If you want me to," I said, knowing what he was hinting at. He lifted his legs and took a big breath. "I've never done this before. Be careful, please?" "I won't hurt you," I assured him. I spit into my hand and slicked my cock up to make it easier, and aimed it at his ass. I looked into his eyes and pushed gently til I found his hole. I felt him relax as I slowly began to enter him. By the time I got the head in he was already panting and sweating from nervousness and fear. I reached up and stroked the side of his face to calm him down. I felt my heart begin to melt when he smiled back at me, with a twinkle in his eyes. "I love you, Brett," He said. "I love you too Joe." *********************************************************** What a place to leave you, huh? But hey, I gotta make sure you come back for more, right?! Tell me what you think of the chapter, and that'll make chapter five come out faster! Have some say in what happens along the way and e-mail me at wittywriter217@hotmail.com. 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