This story is a work of fiction. The characters, names, incidents, dialogue, and plot are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental.

Seattle Rain

Part III

I woke up drenched in sweat. Glancing at the alarm clock near the bed, I saw it was close to nine in the morning. Sleeping had been near impossible. I'd spent the whole night trying to will myself to sleep, telling myself by tomorrow it'd be clear that I wasn't attracted to Caleb.

I finally did get to sleep, but it was uneasy. The kind where you doze off for half an hour and wake up, the latest dream echoing in your head repeatedly.

Even with four hours of slumber at most, there was no way I'd be able to go back to sleep. I decided to risk looking at Caleb. I was afraid to; no telling what thought would come over me.

He was on his stomach, obviously in deep sleep. In all my tossing and turning during the night, I'd pretty much left him without any covers. Every time his body had touched mine, I cringed, wishing my bed was bigger. It was a relief that my dick wasn't poking his body when I woke up.

What I feared was true -- once my eyes were on him, there was no looking away. I checked out every curve of his figure. Although I continued to not want to believe it, I was starting to let my passionate side take over. Maybe if I just touched him gently...

He made a noise in his sleep and turned over on his back. I can honestly admit I tried to resist the urge. But my eyes went straight to his crotch, where his boxers effectively hid his small package.

By this time my dick couldn't have been harder. I was now very awake. Caleb was putting on a show for me without even knowing it. I knew staring at him any longer would ultimately lead to dangerous acts on my part, so I struggled out of bed, trying my best not to wake him up, and walked out of the room quietly, shutting the door behind me.

My mom and aunt had been up late last night, so I was the only one in the house up. First time in a while I'd been in a quiet peaceful environment. I glanced in the den to make sure my aunt was asleep, then sat down on the couch and without thinking stroked my slowly softening dick.

It was nice to be alone for a change. I knew there'd be few times like this for the next several days. Not that I had a problem with that. Caleb entered my mind again. His attractive face and body, but also his personality. Would I be strong enough to keep my hands off him for nearly two weeks?

The sound of bare feet on the wood floor pulled me out of my dream-like state. I turned around and saw Caleb, still dressed in only boxers. "I didn't wake you up, did I?" I asked, noting how quickly he got up after me.

He looked good even when he just woke up. As he answered I did my best to reposition my dick without being too blunt. "No, I'm usually up this early. Is it okay if I get something to eat?"

I got to my feet. "Go ahead. I'm kind of hungry myself." I followed him into the kitchen thinking "but not for food."

We hunted for something to pass as breakfast. "Are we going anywhere today?" he asked while rummaging through our cabinets.

I thought for a few seconds before answering. "In the afternoon we're going to go see a movie. It's up to you and your mom what we see."

He bent over to search through the lower shelves. I didn't even attempt to look away this time. I just enjoyed the view and let my imagination kick in. He got up and looked at me expectantly. "Did you hear me?"

I shook my head. "Sorry, I was thinking about something else. What did you say?"

He grinned, making me wonder if he knew I'd been checking him out. "I'll never be able to agree on a movie with my mom. We have completely opposite tastes."

I laughed, understanding what he meant and knowing it was the same with me and my mom. "We'll probably go to a movie together while your mom and mine see something else."

As we were talking, his mom came in looking slightly annoyed. "Would it possible for you boys to make more noise?"

"Sorry. We were looking for something to eat," I explained, shielding my younger cousin from possible trouble as any good role model would do.

"Actually, we're going out for breakfast this morning." She seemed to notice we were both in our boxers for the first time and frowned. "You might want to get dressed first. I don't think what you two are wearing would fit the dress code."

Back inside the room, Caleb had yet another surprise for me. I'd fully expected him to change in the bathroom or somewhere private, but he very casually slid out of his boxers and put on fresh ones out of his suitcase.

He noticed I was frozen. "You want me to leave?"

I faced a tough situation. If I told him to leave, he'd probably be confused, since I'd told him changing was not a big deal. If I told him to stay, I'd have to undress in front of him, and he'd see my incredibly hard dick.

Somehow I pulled myself together. "No. I was just making sure you were comfortable." Trying my best to look normal, I removed my boxers and changed into new ones. Before my dick could get completely erect I pulled on a pair of pants and went to my closet to find a shirt.

We started talking about possible movies to see later on. I was relieved to have gotten through the uncomfortable moment. The rest of the day was sure to be better.

The movie started at two in the afternoon. Caleb and I were watching an action film, while my mom and aunt watched some foreign romance film. Typical and predictable. About halfway through the movie I noticed Caleb was squirming in his seat.

I tried not to smile. "You won't miss much. This movie isn't worth holding it in for another hour."

He looked embarrassed. "It's not that. It's --" Not wanting to finish his sentence, he pointed to his dick. I was surprised, but not completely stunned. He had an erection, and obviously didn't know how to deal with it. He grinned shyly. "It won't go away."

I bit my lip to keep from laughing. In this kind of a situation, that'd be about the worst thing I could do. I knew what to say. "Listen. Tonight I'll tell you what you can do about it. As for now, try to not think about it." Just the thought of touching Caleb's dick was enough to arouse my own. For the remaining hour of the movie, I couldn't concentrate on any of the plot. I was too busy congratulating myself for getting a chance to touch him. I only hoped the night would come fast.

It didn't come fast. But eventually it came. We were again alone in the room, still dressed, talking. Trying to be subtle, I yawned. "You tired yet?" I asked, hoping he'd say yes.

He gave me the answer I was looking for and began to undress. I joined him and we got in bed. "Do you remember what we talked about at the movie?"

He looked at me and nodded. I'll never forget his eyes as he nodded. They were in some way determined. "Are you going to show me what I can do to make it go away?"

I couldn't tell if he was eager or nervous. Probably both. His expression was practically blank. I decided on a safe response. "Only if you want me to. I'm not forcing you or anything."

He hesitated before nodding his head this time. "Yeah. Show me."

My heart was thudding in my chest by now. I had rehearsed my speech to this point, but I hadn't thought of how to start. Slowly, I moved my hand to his crotch. He jumped when I touched it and giggled. "You're sure you want me to show you?"

There was no pause this time. "Yeah."

Wanting to seem at ease, I didn't hesitate too much as I started to caress his dick. It was still soft, but hardening with my touch. At this point I was still touching it through the fabric of his boxers, waiting for it to be erect. As I gently stroked him, it started to grow to its full length. Now poking through his boxers, I could see it was a good four inches.

Sensing his comfort now, I increased the pace a little. His giggling was getting louder the closer I brought him to the top. When I could sense it was close, I warned him about the feeling he'd be getting within seconds.

Even with the warning, he wasn't prepared when it happened. No one could be. Eyes wide, he tried to catch his breath before he said anything. I realized I was breathing hard too. "You okay?"

After he regained his breath, he responded. "Yeah. It felt really good. Would you --"

Knowing his shyness, I finished his sentence for him. "Do it again?"

"Yeah, but.. Not right now," he said grinning. I laughed and pulled the covers up.

"Sure. Once you figure it out you can do it for yourself. Think that solves your problem?" He nodded with a satisfied look on his face. I turned out the lights and got back in bed.

This time when our bodies touched each other I didn't turn away. I enjoyed the closeness. Thinking back to last night, it was amazing the change in our relationship since then. To him I had just showed him something new. To me it was the promising start of a new relationship. The important thing was that we trusted each other. I was asleep within minutes, at peace with the future, although I knew there was many more things to be done.