Date: Sat, 27 Jul 2002 00:11:37 EDT
From: Spike413@aol.com
Subject: "Not my bitch, My Boyfriend"  chapter 4a

OK, don't read this story if you are, under the age of 18, disagree With
under aged male to male sexual contact or, you are just homophobic (if the
last one applies to you, one might wonder, what the hell are you doing at
this site)? This story is true except for the last names of the characters.
Please feel free to use this story for your pleasure but don't repost without
my permission. With that all said and done, on with the story....


			Not My Bitch, My Boyfriend

			      Chapter Part 2


From Chap. 4 part 1: He broke the kiss, I think reluctant to do so, and said
"I've had a crush on you for a year now and even if you don't want to do
anything else, I wouldn't care"  I was at a loss for words but I managed to
stammer out "Me too, I've been wanting you since last January when we got put
in the same gym class."  "So, where do you wanna go from here?" he asked me.
"Um, I don't know, I'm kinda not experienced." He put his finger to my lips
and said "We can do whatever you want to do, but I should tell you that I'm
kind of hoping it wont be a one time thing. Maybe we could see each other on
a continual basis."  "What do you mean, you want me to be your bitch?"
"No, not my bitch, my boyfriend."



       I couldn't believe what I was hearing, it was surreal, like someone
was finally compensating me for all of the years I spent alone, unable to
connect to anyone because I was different. I was feeling so many things at
once, happiness, anxiety, and a million and one other emotions I couldn't
even identify. This was something I had wanted for a while now, not just
someone else who was gay and that I could identify with, but also, the
opportunity to be able to make out with someone like every couple in school
does. There was only one appropriate answer for Tyler's question. "Yes," I
said it, that one word was able to not only make my world complete, but
judging by the look on Tyler's face, make someone else's as well. We wasted
no time in kissing and holding each other. I felt complete. Through our
semi-parted lips Tyler said four words that I never thought I'd be able to
hear from another man "I love you, James" My response was immediate, like it
was something I was used to saying, "I love you too, Tyler"
       Our lips finally parted and Tyler led me to his bed where we sat. We
just sat and held each other, talking and basically returning from the
euphoric high we were still on. Next thing I know, we're kissing again,
passionately, deeply, when all of a sudden I heard Tyler's door open and (who
I later found out was his sister) come in the room.  I was like a deer in
headlights. I heard them exchange words but I couldn't understand what was
being said. Before I knew it she left and Tyler was shaking me. "Don't
worry" I heard him say, "She's my sister and she knows about me"
       He began to explain that his sister (whose name I found out was
Melissa) was the only person aside from me that knew he was gay. The knots
that were being tied in my stomach subsided, only to be replaced by fear.
"Wait" I said "what if she tells my mother or something?"  "Don't worry,
we'll tell her that you aren't out either and that you don't want to be yet.
She's cool with me so, don't worry" We went to find his sister and Tyler
introduced us. We talked for a while and told her what had happened between
us. Melissa went over to Tyler and said "My little brother is growing up"
half jokingly but enough to make Tyler blush a little. It was adorable, he
looked like a little kid, well almost. At 6'2 and 180 lb. of muscle he's
hardly little, but seeing a guy like him blushing was priceless. She came
over to me, hugged me and whispered in my ear "Please, don't break his
heart."  That remark left me a bit confused. Why was she worried about him?
Was it only an older sibling protective thing, or more. Those were questions
that I wanted answered but put away to enjoy the now.
       Melissa left and Tyler and I were alone, again. We sat down in his den
and talked about everything, and at the same time, nothing in particular. I
found out his parents were divorced and told him mine were too. In that short
period of time we found that we had more in common than appearances would
have you think. It was about 7 o'clock and Tyler said his Mom would be home
soon and that he would drive me home in time to avoid the interrogation.
       When we pulled up in front of my house I felt his hand touch mine.
"You know, I'm really glad I said something to you James. I almost didn't
believe that anybody could understand me." With that, he glanced around and,
making sure no one saw, he kissed me. It was short and sweet, but it was
incredible. I just looked at him and smiled."Good night" he said, "And
thanks" "For what?" I asked. He just looked at me and said "Everything"
       I closed the car door and walked up to my front porch. I unlocked the
door and after greeting my Mom I went into my room and laid on my bed. I
could feel the smile on my face and began to recall the day. I was in love
and this person was in love with me as well. I fell asleep, smiling and
content, and for the first time in my life, completely happy.


            Well, folks that's it for now. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Thanx for all the feedback and I hope to have the next chapter posted soon.