Date: Sun, 24 Mar 2013 11:29:45 +1300
From: bob charles <pennywise3636@gmail.com>
Subject: Blood, Surf and Tears (Gay / Young friends) chapter 2 (Revised)

Blood, Surf and Tears.

Disclaimer:

Warning: this story contains sexual content, and contact between young
boys.  If the subject matter offends you, is not to your tastes, or if you
are under legal age for your area, then find something else to read. In the
following story all names and events are completely fictional.  Although I
may mention a specific location, place, or person any resemblance to said
people, location, or places is completely unintentional.

Chapter 2:

"It was no problem. I don't mind helping out when I'm at someone's
house. It just seems like the right thing to do. Anyway I'm not really a
guest, well not anymore." He said rather nonchalantly. But there was a
definite twinkle in his eyes as he said it. He then took a gentle hold of
my cheeks and pulled my face down to meet his. Then he gave me another
tender sweet kiss on my lips. We stood there pashing for a while, until we
both needed to stop to get a breath of air.

"Well after all that I'm feeling a bit tired. Maybe we should go outside
and sunbathe for a while," I suggested. It was one of my favourite
activities when I was home alone, or when there was no surf. I also thought
that it was a good way to spend more time with him. At least I will be able
to properly look over that sexy body of his again. I was really thinking
that I must be the luckiest kid on earth at the moment. I couldn't believe
my luck. This morning I woke up to just a normal summers day. The only
thing on my mind was having a surf. Now Caleb took up my mind, and I was
trying to find ways of spending as much time with him as I could.

"That sounds like a wicked idea!" He exclaimed. He mainly wanted to
continue to spend time with me. The only thing that seemed to matter to him
anymore was being with me. It was a really weird feeling for him, as for
the last while the last thing he wanted to do was hang around another
person. He was already starting to change for the better. The best part was
it was all due to me.

************

We went outside and onto the deck. There was one large lounger, which like
most things here was old and faded. It used to be grey, but now especially
around the part that I have been sleeping on, it has faded to an off white
colour. The other lounger we had was broken after we had a wicked storm
last winter. It is now laying on its side, on the edge of the deck. The
back rest of the lounger had half broken off. One of the legs of the
lounger was completely missing. Mum hadn't bothered to replace it because
she was never home enough to use it, we also never had enough visitors to
warrant getting another one. Maybe now I will be able to persuade mum that
we need a new set of loungers.

The deck itself was brand new. It was built entirely from native Rimu
timber. That cost a small fortune. Rimu is no longer allowed to be
forested, so is really valuable if you can get it. The deck is reasonably
big in size. Its length stretches three quarters of the length of the
house, and it takes up about half of the yard on this side of the
house. There was a solid railing around most of it. At the edge of the deck
that was closest to the gate, there was a gap in the railing. It is to
allow for the stairs that lead up from the path. The path doesn't actually
exist. It was supposed to lead from the gate, and driveway up to the
deck. But we have never got around to putting it in.

When we renovated the inside of the house we had designed it so that all
the important rooms were north facing. We did that because the north side
sees the most sun. So when we had planned the deck we had also made sure
that it was going to be on the sunniest side of the house, and we built it
with that in mind. The deck had a shade sail covering part of it. The sail
was triangular in shape, with two of the points are connected to the
house. The connections were right above the ranch slider. I had
strategically placed the lounger so that it saw as much of the afternoon
sun as possible.

Under the shade sail was a four burner hooded barbeque. We also had a white
steel patio table. It was the type of table which had a frosted glass table
top. We had inherited the table and matching set of chairs off my
grandparents when they died. As it was mums parents that had given us the
table, along with a whole lot of other junk. Mum has never replaced the
table set. It is the only thing that we had inherited from my grandparents
that is yet to be replaced. Mum is reluctant to get a new set, even if the
current one is way over 40 years old. It is still the only reminder that we
have left of them.

The House itself was a typical old kiwi Bach type of house. The cladding on
the outside looked like it was made from plywood. It had once upon a time,
been painted a mint green. Now it was faded and peeling, almost sad
looking. As much as we do have the money to repaint the house, mum doesn't
have the time. Most of the houses around here also look the same on the
outside, so it has become part of the rustic charm, which makes up the
town.

So we both lay down on the good lounger which was easily big enough for the
two of us. We snuggled up together anyway.  We were enjoying the feelings
that we were getting from the other ones naked body. Even though we were
cuddled together as close as possible, I still used the chance to take a
good long look over Caleb's silky smooth body. He really felt silky smooth
too, as he was cuddled up to me. I don't think I have ever touched
something so smooth, as what Caleb's body was, in my life. Surprisingly
despite the feelings we were getting from each other, neither one of us had
popped a boner... well yet anyway.

I suggested to Caleb that we should put on some sunscreen. It was now about
37 C (98 F) outside. With NZ being so close to the hole in the ozone layer,
the UV levels that we get here are extreme during the summer months. With
how pale Caleb's midsection is I knew that he could get severely sunburnt
really quickly, if he didn't put on some sunscreen. As it was I was
starting to feel the intense rays from the sun, already starting to burn
me. And we had only just got back out into the sun.

I had thought about this before we came outside, and had grabbed the bottle
of lotion from on top of the window sill in the kitchen. I squirted some of
the lotion on my hand and started applying it to my body. Once I had
finished I handed the bottle over to Caleb. I asked him if he could put
some on my back. Man it felt so good having him lather the sunscreen on my
back and butt. All too soon he had finished putting some sunscreen on my
back. I was starting to wish that I had asked him to put some on all of me,
the feelings were that magical.

I told him to put some of the sunscreen on himself. The way he looked at me
after I said that almost made me wonder if he was going to ask me to put it
on him. He just gave me that sort of look. I was about to agree and take
the bottle from his hands, but he never asked. Instead he poured a dollop
of the lotion onto his hands and started to rub it into his skin. He was
thinking about asking but decided that it would be rude of him to do so, so
he opted to put the sunscreen on himself.

I was a little disappointed that he didn't ask me in the end. I really
would have loved to rub the lotion into Caleb's silky smooth skin. I can't
believe that I am admitting this, as I still don't know the boy that
well. And here I am imagining something that is so intimate like rubbing
his body down, as I applied some lotion to his skin. I got snapped back
into reality as Caleb asked me if I could do his back now. Instead of
waiting for a reply he handed me the lotion, and then turned around so he
was lying on his front.

His body felt so nice under my hands, as I lovingly spread the lotion on
him. I was massaging the lotion into him as gently as I could. When I first
started to rub the lotion on him he was feeling really tense. I could feel
his muscles really starting to relax as I massaged the lotion into him. He
let out a slight moan, as he was enjoying the feelings that much. I was
really enjoying this too. I couldn't believe the feelings that I was
getting from rubbing him down. His skin was so smooth that it felt like I
was gliding on ice, and I really love the feel of his cute little bubble
butt.  After finishing up rubbing the lotion on him he rolled around
again. His face looked a whole lot more relaxed now, which made me really
happy to see. We then cuddled up again and just talked.

"Dan, do surf in comps?" Caleb asked me with an inquisitive voice. This was
his time to get to know me a little better. He had already told me his
deepest darkest secrets, but knew little about me. Other than that I have a
blood disorder that doesn't allow my blood to clot. He knows little else
about me.

"No," I said rather too abruptly. He looked at me a bit taken back, but
also very confused. I thought that I better explain better as to why not. I
knew he thought I was good enough to surf in competitions. I had also
pretty much shut him out and was feeling a bit guilty for it. I mean he had
just spilt his guts to me, and now I was trying to hide things from him. It
wasn't right, so I had to tell him a bit more about myself.

"I don't surf in competitions because I'm not allowed to, due to my blood
disorder. I know that I'm good enough, as I have been told by a lot of
people, that I am good enough to compete. I'm not even supposed to surf at
all. I got in a huge argument with my doctor over it. In the end we
negotiated as neither of us was going to win. I had to agree that I
wouldn't go out in surf over three feet. I'm also not supposed to surf
anywhere dangerous, such as reefs or around rocks. So I am now expecting to
get a big lecture when I see my doctor on Wednesday because of hitting that
rock. If I was to surf in comps then I would have to surf wherever a comp
is held, and in whatever conditions are on offer. It wouldn't be safe for
me a lot of the time so that is why I don't do them."

"Oh, That's such a shame coz you are such a good surfer. But if you're not
supposed to surf by rocks then why did you go out on that peak this
morning." Caleb said. He was sounding a little grumpy at me now that he
knew that I had disobeyed my doctor's orders. I knew that he was now going
to go out of his way to ensure that I only surf when it is safe, but I'm
happy with that, just as long as he is out in the surf with me.

 "I went out on that peak because it was the only one on the beach
working. Don't worry too much about me though, as it is the first injury I
have had surfing. Well aside from when I was first learning how to surf,
but I have had much worse injuries doing other things." I said. I hadn't
really paid much attention to what I was saying, a bit like Caleb
earlier. I was just saying what I was thinking. I saw Caleb's face change
to a look of real worry. It was then I realised that I had said too much. I
was now going to have more explaining to do.

"What other injuries have you had? How bad were they? And don't tell me the
shortened version because I will know." Caleb demanded. His face was full
of concern and worry, but he wanted to know so he could try to make sure I
don't get hurt again. He sure was protective of his friends it seemed. That
was making me think again, as to how his friends could have ditched him in
such a horrible way. He was the sort of friend that would stick by you
through thick and thin, and yet he didn't have a friend who would do the
same. Well until he met me that is.

"When I was a little younger than what you are now. I got so sick of my
doctor and my family trying to stop me from doing anything that could
affect my health, which meant I ended up trying to do lots of things. I
didn't caring about what happened." I said. Caleb gave me an even more
concerned look at hearing that, which caused me to sigh. I had a lot of
explaining to do. I was now really regretting not paying attention to what
I was saying earlier. But Caleb had told me his horror story so now it was
my turn.

"I tried to do things like mountain biking, and racing my mates on a BMX
track. On both occasions I had big falls, and ended up in hospital. I was
in a pretty serious condition on both occasions, as I had lost a lot of
blood. The BMX incident I had come off on a jump and landed straight on the
handle bars. It had ruptured something in my chest and I was bleeding
internally. The mountain biking accident I had hit a branch of a tree and
sliced my leg open. Needless to say I got huge lecture from both my parents
and the doctor, about having done such stupid things." I took a little
break to regain myself. I had the hardest part to tell him yet. He seemed
to know that I had more to say as he just lay there quietly, waiting for me
to continue. He still had a very worried and concerned look on his face.

"I still didn't listen, or learn from my previous accident. I was still
pissed off at having so many restrictions on me, as to what I can and can't
do. I went back out mountain biking again. This time I had a really bad
crash. I came off on a downhill section of the track that I was riding
on. I sliced my leg open again, on a branch that they use to mark the sides
of the track. I also managed to slice open my abdomen on the same
branch. This crash I was very lucky to survive. I was wearing a medic alert
bracelet like this one here, and that pretty much saved my life." I showed
him the bracelet on my wrist. I also used this time to take another
breather. Caleb waited quietly still. He knew that I still had more to tell
him. His face now had more of a look of horror, as he was realising that I
should probably be dead. He really wanted to know how I got out of this
one.

"The person who saved me did so because he had read the medic alert
bracelet, so knew how serious my condition was. He made completely sure
that my wounds were bandaged really tight, in an attempt to try to stop the
blood flow. He did a very good job, as I hadn't bleed to death before the
ambulance arrived. I was in hospital for 3 weeks recovering from that
accident. They had to put 25 stitches in the cut on my leg, and another 20
in the cut in my abdomen. Boy did I get a stern lecture from my doctor and
of course my mother. But what had made it worse for me is the stress I had
put on my parents was too much for my dad. That's when he had the heart
attack that killed him. I had killed my father from my stupidity. I vowed
to never do such stupid things again."

I was bawling my eyes out now. I was remembering that fateful day like it
happened yesterday. Mum has tried to tell me numerous times that it wasn't
my fault. It would have happened anyway. I still feel really guilty about
killing my dad. There is nothing that anyone could say to stop me feeling
this way. I feel like I should be locked up in jail as a murderer, as that
is what I am. I have tried so hard to forgive myself, but I just can't. It
was all my fault. I was hoping Caleb would still like me, even if I am a
murderer.

Caleb was crying too. He was overwhelmed by sadness from hearing my
story. He started to stroke my back, while he was hugging me, even tighter
now. He was trying to think about how to approach this. He knew in the back
of his mind that I wasn't responsible for my father's death. He wasn't sure
exactly how he knew, he just did. It was just one of those connections we
seem to have, and he was completely convinced that there was another
explanation for why my father had died. He didn't know what it was, but he
was more worried about getting me to calm down again.

"Don't blame yourself for your father's death. It was just one of those
coincidences. Please don't ask me how I know, but I do. I know that you are
not responsible for killing your father in the slightest." Caleb said. He
said it with the most soothing voice, which was impossible not to calm down
from hearing it. It was now his turn to console me, like what I had done
for him earlier. He was happy to be repaying the favour, as he hates taking
advantage of other people. Consoling me now meant that he didn't feel
guilty about me having to calm him down earlier on. When he felt that I had
regained control of my emotions enough, he continued on again.

"I know it isn't easy not being able to do the stuff that other kids do. I
just hope you have learned your lesson. I couldn't bear the thought of
losing you." He said. The tone of his voice was deadly serious. He also
tried to stress his point of how much I meant to him, by giving me a full
on kiss right on the lips. The feelings were incredible, and I could feel
all the guilt and pain that I was feeling wash away. I know knew that Caleb
was more than just special. We were so in tuned to each other that we can
feel what the other is feeling, and also somehow we seem to know exactly
how to fix the problem. I reluctantly broke off the kiss, because I felt
that I had to say something to him.

"Thank you so much. You seem to know exactly how to make me feel good about
myself again. Yes I have learned my lesson and I will no longer try to do
such dangerous stuff.  I only surf now, but I don't go out if I feel that
it could be bad news." I replied to him seriously. I really wanted to ease
his fears that I might put my health in jeopardy again. I have learnt my
lesson this time, so I don't do anything that could land me in hospital
again. Well aside from surfing, but everyone has their vice and surfing is
mine. Caleb gave me a big smile and snuggled into me as close as he could
get, now that he knew that I have put my radical side behind me. He was
really glad that I was now listening to what my doctor had to say, and that
I was starting to look after myself better.

"I am so glad to hear that you have stopped doing stuff that could hurt you
really bad. I don't know if I could handle it if something were to happen
to you. I love you too much to let anything bad happen to you." Caleb said
in a loving voice that was totally full of conviction. He then gave me the
most loving kiss on the lips. He wasn't really thinking about what he was
doing again, and started to pull away from the kiss again. He had just
realised that he had just admitted to loving me. He was now feeling really
embarrassed as he wasn't sure that he should have said that. I let him
break off the kiss, but still held him tightly in a hug.

"I love you too." I whispered into Caleb's ear. It was the only reason that
I allowed him to break off the kiss. I wanted him to know that I felt
exactly the same way. I then climbed on top of him and kissed him in a
fury.

I don't know what had got into me, but I couldn't get enough of this little
boy. Kissing him was just the best feeling ever and I wanted it as much as
I could get. I even slipped my tongue in his mouth and we started to tongue
wrestle. I don't know what caused me to do that, but it made the kiss even
better. I also got to enjoy the sweet taste of the boy, by French kissing
him. He tasted so nice that I stuck my tongue in further hoping to taste
him more.

Caleb was also trying to get as much of a taste of me as he could, as he
was sticking his tongue as far down my throat as he was able to. He
couldn't believe how this day had gone. He had woken up this morning with
no friends and a bit depressed as usual. Now he had his tongue deep down
the throat of a boy that he had only just met. He was glad that I had
accepted him as a friend, but never did he expect to find someone that he
loved so much. He was on another planet at the moment, and he almost
thought about pinching himself to make sure that it wasn't just a really
good dream.

Our kissing was at fever pitch. I was getting so involved that my body was
sliding along Caleb's silky smooth body. It was hot and we were both
pouring out sweat. That mixed with the sunscreen and made ours bodies so
slippery it was like skating on ice. We weren't aware of it at this stage,
but the intensity of the situation had made us both sprout raging hard
boners. We just couldn't get enough of each other. Our kissing was so
heated and intense that I'm a bit surprised that we didn't melt together
and become one person.

Caleb stopped kissing first as he tried to let out a moan of pleasure. He
could feel this weird sensation emanating from his groin. The pleasure was
too overwhelming that he just couldn't kiss me back any longer. As a result
of the way I was riding him. My boner had been rubbing against his rock
hard boy toy. Caleb though, didn't know what the feelings were. All he knew
were that they felt so awesome that he didn't want them to stop. Caleb,
like me had never jerked off before, hence never realised what was going
on.

I was starting to moan too. I had the same intense feelings radiating out
from my crotch. My body was now in a mind of its own. I wanted to continue
kissing, but the sheer pleasure I was getting from my groin wasn't allowing
me to continue pashing my lover. I was instinctively thrusting my pelvis,
like I was humping something. The feelings just kept getting better and
better. I could no longer think straight, as my mind was in such a state of
bliss that it was almost like nothing existed.

Caleb by this stage was trying to hump me, at the same time as I was
humping him. We were both groaning quite loud in immense pleasure. Neither
of us had experienced an orgasm before, so the feelings were all strange
and new. They were so good though that we both were hoping that it would
last forever. We were like wild animals with the way we were humping each
other, and we must have looked like one big mangled body. Our arms and legs
were all over the place. We were so madly in love with each other and our
bodies represented it.

Our breathing started to become really hampered. We were almost not
breathing at all. Our sweaty bodies were also starting to tremble. The
pleasure was becoming so stupendous that we really couldn't believe that it
could get any better. I started to get this urge telling me that I needed
to pee. My body wouldn't listen to me as I desperately tried to stop so
that I could relieve myself. I was getting scared as I really didn't want
to pee all over Caleb. But as suddenly as the urge came, it disappeared
again, and was replaced by a much more intense feeling.

I was feeling really pent up, like something was about to erupt. I felt my
balls contract. They seemed to be trying to climb back up into my body. I
was also getting really tense. Looking down at Caleb I could tell that he
was experiencing exactly the same feelings. He had his eyes firmly shut. I
was struggling to keep my eyes open too. I was looking at him through the
tiniest slits in my eyes. I could no longer keep them open as I could feel
something trying to burst out from my raging hard prick.

"Humph, Humph, ahhh, ohhhh my fucking god!" We both screamed at the top of
our lungs. It felt like my prick just exploded as the most intense feelings
coursed through my body. It was far more powerful than anything that I have
ever experienced, in fact probably more than everything I have ever felt
before combined. It was incredible. It shot out from my crotch and seemed
to spread to all parts of my body. My prick felt like it was going
crazy. It was twitching wildly in-between our bodies. I could also feel
Caleb's hard member doing the same crazy dance. I also felt this extra
wetness between us, but my mind was too far gone to think anything about
it.

I collapsed on top of Caleb in a heap. Caleb was out to it as well. We just
lay there for ages trying to get our senses back. I have never felt so
relaxed before in my life, and it was so hard not to fall asleep. I started
to come to, and started to realise what had just happened.  I'm just glad
the neighbours didn't hear us, if they were even home. We must have looked
funny with the way we had collapsed together, but it would also leave no
doubt as to what we had just done together.

I was now starting to understand some of the talk about sex that I had
heard. If I had realised that it was so awesome I may have tried it a lot
earlier. Mind you having this as a first experience would be hard to top,
and I knew it. If sex had been that wicked for everyone, then I'm sure I
would have heard a lot more about how great it is. I now wanted to try some
of the other things that I had heard about, but I'm not sure as to how keen
Caleb would be.

"Wow, you can squirt!" Caleb exclaimed. He had finally recovered enough to
talk again, although his voice was still a little shaky. Caleb then gently
pushed me off him, so that he could examine the wetness he had felt. He was
a bit worried that he had peed himself, but when he noticed that it wasn't
pee he realised exactly what it was. He had heard about cum from the older
boys' at his old school, so when he saw the thin watery wetness between us
he knew that it was cum. I now realised what the extra wetness that I had
felt was. With the way Caleb had said it, then it must not have come from
him. Caleb then swiped a little bit up in his finger, and then tasted it.

"Eww, it tastes like sunscreen." He said screwing his nose up a bit. I saw
his mind churning over contemplating what he had just done. All of a sudden
a light seemed to turn on in his head. He then reached down and took a hold
of my now soft pecker. He then tugged on it, like he was milking a cow. A
small droplet of my thin watery cum appeared at the tip of my
foreskin. Caleb then swiped it up in his finger again, and retried my
sample.

"Mmmm, that's much better. It's a bit salty, but sweet, not bad at all." He
said. He then licked his lips to show appreciation for my juice. I was just
over the moon with the fact that I had actually cum, until now I didn't
know that I could. The sample I had left on his stomach wasn't very big,
but it was cum. It was maybe the size of an old five cent piece, but it was
my first cum and I was happy with it. I got a really intense tingling
feeling when Caleb stroked my prick trying to milk any remaining cream from
me. I then looked on in envy as he tried my first sample. I almost wished
that I could have tried it, but I loved Caleb too much to really care too
much about it. I suddenly got the tiniest taste of my seed when Caleb
embraced me in a passionate kiss. I could vaguely make out the taste of it
in his mouth.

We kissed for a while longer, until I really felt the urge to pee. I broke
off the kiss and jumped off the deck, and headed towards the closest bush
to relieve myself on. I now realised just how hot it was, and came up with
an idea to cool down. I was hidden from Caleb's view so I snuck off and
found the hose. It looked like a snake curled up in the overgrown grass. It
would be the closest thing that you would find to a snake in New Zealand,
as we don't have any snakes aside from those in zoos. Having found the end
of the hose I made sure the nozzle was in the off position. I then went
around to the tap and plugged the hose into it. I then turned the tap on
and snuck back around the house. I had Caleb in my sights so I turned the
nozzle on, and totally drenched him with the cool water coming from the
tap. Caleb jumped up in fright. He then ran off right past me.

I was really surprised by Caleb's reaction. I thought that he would have
enjoyed getting cooled down. I was getting scared that I had upset
him. Surely he should have known that I was only joking around. I made up
my mind given how long he had been gone for that I must have upset him. I
turned around to chase after him to apologise. Splash! I got totally
drenched.

Caleb just stood there with a wicked smile on his face and an empty bucket
in his hands. The little shit had remembered seeing a bucket in the
garage. He had run off to grab it and fill it with water, after I had
soaked him with the hose. I was really glad to see that I hadn't upset him,
so I turned the hose back on him. We took turns hosing each other down for
a while. We were totally enjoying the cool relief the water brought us on
this scorching hot day. After a while we got tired, and laid back on the
lounger. Caleb snuggled back into me. It was quite strange as even with how
hot the day was I was totally comfortable being so close to Caleb's warm
body.

"Dan, would you be able to come over to my house? I want you to meet my
dad. I think that it will make it easier to try to convince him to let me
go to your school. I know he is worried about me, and I think you will be
able to convince him that I will be safe at your school." Caleb said after
a while. He said it a little timidly as he was embarrassed at having to ask
such a thing. It hurt him to have to admit that he needed special help in
order to go to school, but he also wanted to make sure that I stood behind
my word that he would be safe at my school. Trust was still an issue, but I
wasn't expecting that to change in a hurry.

"Sure thing Caleb. That won't be a problem, I will be glad to help. I would
also really like to meet my boyfriend's dad." I was really glad that he had
asked me for help, as I really didn't expect him to. With everything that
he had been through at his last school I knew it wouldn't be easy to
convince his dad, but I was going to try all the same. I think in the end I
will be able to succeed, and it will be great to introduce Caleb to my
friends on the first day back at school. We were pretty messy after our
water fight, as we had turned the dry dirt to mud, and somehow managed to
get some all over us. I suggested that we should get cleaned up before we
went. I also told him that I would find him some clothes to wear, so that
he didn't have to wear his wetsuit back home.

The bathroom like the rest of the interior of the house had been recently
renovated. We had removed all the internal walls gradually and replaced
them. We also put in some insulation as we went along. That is the problem
with these old Bach houses, they were all built back in the time before it
was compulsory to insulate. As a result they were draughty and cold during
the winter.

The bathroom is nothing spectacular. It has white wet walls and a black and
white checked vinyl floor. The shower was the largest one that we could
find. It is a 1010 x 1010mm enclosed corner shower. It had a high quality
chrome slide shower head, with a relatively standard mixer. The bath was,
how do you say it, well let's just say totally awesome. It is a 1500mm x
1500mm, square 48 jet two person spa bath. It comes with lots of features
and options, as to what style spa you want. There was also a standard
vanity unit on the opposite side to the shower and spa. We had put in a
wooden bench to help get changed on. It was also somewhere to store your
clothes. Pretty much everything was white, with the exception of the bench.
We had put in deep royal blue tiles up, around the base of the wall to give
it some colour.

We quickly showered. We both cleaned each other, so that we could get a
good look at the other boy. Caleb boned up while I was cleaning his
pecker. I got my first real look at his boner, which surprised me with its
size. It was 3 inches long. I mean I knew that I thought that it was pretty
long, when I saw it in his wetsuit. But I wasn't sure. It was still very
thin though, and his foreskin didn't retract in the slightest. So in order
to clean him properly I retracted the tight foreskin. I got my first chance
to see his glistening pinkish red glands. As I soaped up his hard prick I
heard him groan with the pleasure I was generating for him. I was tempted
to jerk him off right then and there, but I figured that I would have
plenty of opportunities to play with him. With it now clean I released him
and we rinsed off. I turned the shower off. We then dried each other off
before heading back to my room.

"Just wait a moment and I'll try to find you some clothes." I said. I
rummaged through my drawers and the pile of clothes still on the floor. I
came up with two sets of clothes. I was pretty sure Caleb would fit the
clothes that I had picked for him. He wasn't too much smaller than me, but
it was still enough that my clothes would be too loose on him.

I picked out the official Brazil replica green and yellow soccer shirt, and
matching shorts for Caleb. I picked out these for him because the shorts
had an elastic waistband, and was a little tight on me. I was pretty
confident that it would fit him well. I didn't bother with undies for
either of us, as I thought it would be good for him to go commando for a
while. I was also pretty sure all my undies would be too loose on him, so
would be pointless. I just hate wearing them, so don't bother unless I have
to. For myself I got a blue Hawaiian style shirt with white pictures of
palm trees, and tan coloured surf shorts. I also slipped my jandals back
on. Caleb had no choice due to the fact he hadn't worn anything over here,
so he had to walk back home with bare feet.

We got dressed and headed off for Caleb's house. He lived on the other side
of town. Town is really the wrong word to use as it was more like a
village. It was about a kilometre between his house and mine. There were
probably only a dozen or so dwellings, in between our houses. All the
houses in between were built in a similar fashion to mine. They were square
cardboard box style houses as this was the way most beach house's used to
be built in NZ. Sadly most of the old fashion beach houses have been
demolished around the country, and replaced with much larger, almost
mansion style houses. It's getting harder to find the true kiwi Bach these
days. Let alone a town that has still got a majority of these sorts of
dwellings in it.

Just like with my house most of them look like they are built out of
plywood, or cardboard. They all used to be painted in bright colours, but
the paint has deteriorated over the years. It is quite hard to imagine that
the people of this town have let their houses decay the way they have,
especially since most earn enough to be able to fix them up. But it does
create a certain charm all of its own, and none of the houses leak or
anything. They are still sturdy structures, even if they don't look it. The
people who do own them make sure that they stay watertight, and if any work
has to be done to them, they try to restore it back to its deteriorated
state.

Most of the gardens have a jungle sort of overgrown look to them. The
properties that do have fences around them don't really look any
better. The fences are usually haphazardly built and some are sort of
falling down. There are a couple like ours, but most of them are built from
timber which is slowly rotting. None of the fences have been painted within
the last 30 years and the paint is all flaky and patchy. The houses with
fences seem to all have large trees growing just on the other side of the
fence. The trees have never seen a pruning saw in their life. There massive
branches stretch over the fence out into the middle of the road. It gives a
nice canopy effect.

We walk down our dirt street away from the beach, and then turned right on
the main road through town. Giving the heat of the day we were so thankful
for the overgrown trees providing shade to walk under. The main road was
tar sealed, but it was pretty narrow. There were speed bumps on it every
now and then. The road continued on all the way to the mole, but it turned
to a metal road just short of it.

Caleb's place was just at the point where the road changed from seal to
dirt. Across the road from his place is a little reserve, with a memorial
to a tragic event that took place here. The reserve was a little grass
field, and was about only place in town with neatly tended grass. The field
was almost completely surrounded by trees, mainly Manuka and Kowhai, with a
couple of smaller exotic plants in-between. It looked peaceful and a good
place to spend time in reflection. There were a couple of park benches
there were you can just sit and reflect back on the tragedy that the
memorial is for.

We got to Caleb's house. It was a more modern timber house that had been
painted brown. It was one of the only 2 storey house's in town. It had a
red corrugated roof which looked like it had recently been replaced. The
yard was also less overgrown than most. It had a good sized area for kids
to run around in and there was even enough space to be able to play
ball. We went up a small four step timber stairway at the front of the
house, which lead to the tan coloured front door. Caleb turned the handle
and opened the door, and then we went in.

"Hey dad I'm home." Caleb called out. He was happy to be home, and bringing
me along with him to meet his father. The problem was neither of us had
thought anything about the time.

"Where the hell have you been. I have been looking all over for you. You
had me so worried that something had happen I was almost about to ring the
cops." His dad yelled in a bid deep booming voice. His voice was
wavering. It didn't have an angry tone to it, even if it was yelled. It
sounded more relieved than anything. His father's eyes were also filling
with water. He was on the verge of crying, but doing his best to keep the
waterworks away.

His dad was only 38 years old. But due to the stresses he's been under
lately he looked a lot older. He stands a shade over 6 ft. tall, and had a
dark tan on his muscular body. His hair was brown like Caleb's but he had
it cut in a crew cut. He had the same colour blue eyes as Caleb. His nose
was long and straight, and he also had a lot of stubble on his face, giving
him a rough but friendly look.

"I'm sorry dad. I know I should have called you but I didn't think about
it. I met this boy in the surf, and went to his house for a while. I have
brought him over to meet you. This is Dan." Caleb said. He had rushed up
and given his father a big hug to apologise to him. Tears were streaming
down both of their faces. Caleb was feeling guilty and ashamed for having
made his father worry about him so much. He hadn't intended to, things just
sort of happened and he lost track of time.

"It's alright Caleb. I know you didn't intend to get me worried. I am so
glad you have found a friend. Just remember next time to call me if you're
not going to be home on time." Caleb's dad said. His voice was gentle and
soothing now. He bent over and gave his son a big hug back. He then
re-gathered himself, and wiped the tears from his eyes and cheek. He the
extended his arm to shake my hand


"Hello Dan, my name is Bob. I am glad to see that you have had a good day
with Caleb, and I trust you won't do anything to hurt him." Caleb's dad
said to me. There was a big element of seriousness to his voice. I also
picked up a hint of aggression, telling me that I would be in for it if I
did anything to his son. I don't think Caleb picked up on it as he never
said anything to his father. He was too engaged in his hug, and feeling
guilty to notice. I'm sure he would have stuck up for me otherwise.

"Don't worry. I won't hurt Caleb, especially after what he has been
through. I know why you are worried about him as he has told me
everything." I replied to his father as I took a hold and shook his
hand. The expression on his face was priceless. He could not believe that
Caleb had already told me everything. It had taken him ages to get anything
out of his son. He had also never seen Caleb, so much as strike up a
conversation with anyone since his problems first started.

"Dad I have told him everything. I don't know why. He has just made me feel
so comfortable. I felt that I could trust him, so I told him my story."
Caleb said. He had picked up on the conversation I was having with his
father, and he had tried to come to the rescue, not that I really needed
it. His father had a bigger look of disbelief at hearing his son say that
same thing that I had told him.

"What about, you know what?" He father queried. He was hoping that his son
hadn't been so stupid as to tell me. He was still concerned that his son
may have jumped to conclusions about it too. He was still young, so his dad
couldn't believe that his son would know for sure yet.

"Yes dad, I've told him I'm gay. And he is perfectly OK about it." Caleb
answered. His father gave him a disapproving look, but Caleb just produced
the biggest smile. My heart melted. His dad had seen a definite sparkle in
his eyes, something that had been missing for a long time now. He now knew
that I was good for his son, and I could see him physically relax with the
knowledge.

"Yeah I have no problem with it what so ever. It really isn't of any
concern to me as to what his sexuality is. All I want is for him to be
happy. He means so much to me" I said. Caleb's dad gave me a funny look. I
couldn't quite understand it. He never said anything about what he was
thinking, which made me a little concerned.

"Dan I think there is something you need to tell dad too." Caleb said. I
knew what he was referring to. His dads look became even stranger. I think
he was misreading something. Who am I kidding? I think he was reading
something different to what his son was referring too. He may have been on
a different page, but I think he was still reading from the same book.

"What is it you have to tell me? It's not that you are gay too?" His dad
said jokingly. He pretty much thought he knew the answer. He could sense
something different about the two of us. He was just wondering at this
stage as to whether we had picked up on it. He knew the connection, as he
had felt it before, with his wife.

"Umm... Ohh..." He caught me a bit off guard with that question. I couldn't
help but blush, a deep pink colour ran from my face all the way down to my
toes. Caleb was just as embarrassed by his father. He gave his dad a punch
for being so rude. It wasn't hard, but it told his father what he thought
of the question. It didn't matter anymore to his father whether I answered
it or not. We had both given the answer away, and he knew it.

"No that's not what I need to tell you. Since I have met your son I think
he has become a bit attached to me. I think that is why he wants you to
know this." I said trying to regain my composure. I didn't want to admit to
him that I was gay just yet. I specially didn't want to tell him that I was
in love with his son. I wasn't sure whether he would approve of that, so I
wanted to get to know him better, before both Caleb and I told him,
together.

"Go on." His father said. He was now intrigued as to what I had to tell
him. I don't really think he expected anything near what I was going to
divulge. But Caleb wanted me to tell him so I was going to. I just hoped he
was prepared for it.

"I have a blood disorder called Haemophilia..." I said. Caleb's dad had a
look of complete shock come over his face. He hadn't expected the
conversation to head this way.

"Oh... Well... I suppose it's a good thing you told me." His father
interrupted. He had regained his composure now. It had caught him off-guard
but he recovered well. It was not what he wanted to hear in the slightest,
but he felt he needed to address it properly.

"I will look out for you. I know exactly what your disorder entails. My
wife had the same thing, unfortunately... I haven't even told Caleb
this... but I think it's important for you both to know. My wife had
complications during the birth of our second child. This was about 2 years
after Caleb was born. My wife ended up losing a lot of blood, because the
doctors couldn't stop it due to her condition. In the end neither of them
made it. So I know the importance of what Caleb made you tell me, and I
will do anything I can if the need should ever arise." His father was
crying now. He was remembering the loss of not only his wife, but his
second child as well. I went over and gave his father a hug. Caleb was
hugging his father even tighter, but I could see the stunned look on
Caleb's face at hearing about another sibling. It was also the first time
he had heard what had happened to his mother, and everything he had just
heard was too much for him to handle.

Caleb bawled his eyes out. He was a little upset at his father for not
telling him this earlier. He went over to a couch and flopped onto it. He
buried his head in his arms as he cried his little heart out. I couldn't
help it, seeing Caleb in so much pain I had to go over and comfort him. I
gave him a huge hug, and I also caressed his back. I was crying too, as it
was a sad story. I quickly had Caleb back under control of his emotions.

His dad looked at us in disbelief. He was surprised at how easily I had
calmed his son. Usually when he got that way, he would be upset for days,
if not weeks. I had calmed him in a matter of minutes. His fears were
eased. He knew I was right for his son. He knew that we had something
special too, but kept all this to himself for the time being. He wandered
over and gave Caleb a hug too, he also apologised for not having told him
earlier. Caleb shrugged it off. He knew it was difficult for his father. He
was just glad that he knew what had happened now.

"Dad I want to talk to you about something." Caleb said after a while,
breaking the silence, as he sat back up on the couch. I sat up with him,
still embraced in a hug. We all wiped the tears from our eyes, trying to
regain some composure. Caleb was a bit nervous about this. I knew what he
wanted to tell him, and I would fight on his behalf if I had to.

"What's that son?" His dad asked, with a concerned look on his face. Too
many times now when Caleb wanted to talk about something, it was something
bad. He hated it when Caleb said he needed to talk, but was preparing
himself again for the worst. Hoping it might be good news for a change. He
was always worried about his son as a result, because the boy was all he
had left.

"I want to go to school when it starts back. Instead of being home
schooled." Caleb said flatly. As if there was to be no conversation about
it, and he already had his mind made up. He did know that it wasn't going
to be that easy. He was preparing himself for the ensuing argument, but he
was worried that he didn't have the heart for it. I hugged him tighter to
remind him that I was there for him.

"Are you sure about this? What happens if the same things happen at this
one? I couldn't bear to see you get hurt again." His dad said. He had just
the smallest hint of a tear welling up in his eyes again. He hadn't
expected this from his son and was instantly reminded of the hell he had
been through with Caleb at his previous school. He sensed that there was
more to it that Caleb hadn't told him yet, but it was going to be hard for
him to agree. He was also looking forward to schooling Caleb himself.

"You don't have anything to worry about. I will take real good care of
him. Even though the school has all age groups, it is still a small
school. A couple of years ago we did have an openly gay kid attend, and no
one there was worried about it. They all still seemed to get along, and no
one needs to know anyway coz it really isn't anyone`s business," I stated
hoping that Caleb would see my point. I was also hoping his father would
take note that I really won't let anything bad happen to Caleb. I'm pretty
sure my friends will help me with that too. I wanted them to know Caleb
will be safe.

After a bit more discussion his dad finally agreed to let him attend my
school. We were both so happy that we both ran up and hugged, also without
thinking we both also kissed him. He didn't seem to mind even if he had
just met me. He was actually more than happy to send Caleb back to school
if that is what he wanted, and if he was going to be happier there. As long
as he was going to be safe that is. He was still disappointed as now he was
going to have nothing to do during the day. He wasn't working anymore as he
was planning on schooling Caleb. But that was the last of his problems.

"Where are my manners? I should have offered you a drink, would you like
one?" Caleb's dad asked. He didn't wait for a reply just headed into the
kitchen and grabbed a couple of cans of cola from the fridge, and brought
them back to the lounge as we had taken a seat back on the couch. I was
really parched and sculled my drink back as quickly as I could. I let out a
loud burp afterwards as a result of the built up gasses from the carbonated
drink. Caleb giggled at my burp, and tried to do one himself. It was pretty
weak, as Caleb was taking more time to drink his beverage. I took the
chance to look around the place a bit more, as I waited for Caleb to finish
his drink.

Their lounge was large with wood panelling on the walls, which as I was to
find out later runs right through the entire house. There was a large ranch
slider off one wall, and the main entrance off another. Then there was also
another door that lead through to the hall. It was an open plan kitchen-
living-diner which made the whole room feel cavernous.

The dining room part was much like ours but a lot more basic. The kitchen
was dated but functional, it was a mid-70's style kitchen. It had been
recently painted a dark brown with a red splash back behind the entire
bench top. The appliances were all brand new, with the range and cooktop
being gas.

Most of the other furnishings though were pretty old, except their brand
new wall mounted 55" full HD TV. The 3 seated couch and arm chairs used to
be a dark blue now they were faded to a light blue. Where they had been sat
on regularly had faded even more too almost no colour at all. The fabric
was also very thin and in places you could see the yellow foam cushioning
underneath.

There were lots of paintings and photos on the walls. The photos
unsurprisingly were mainly of Caleb, and a couple of his Dad. There was one
photo that could have been slightly embarrassing for Caleb. It was of him
in the bath at around the age of 8, but it really didn't show anything as
the water didn't allow a good view of his bits. The paintings where all
from NZ artists which featured lots of different landscapes, some of them
were of different beaches from around the country. There were also a lot of
pictures of the Southern Alps, and the surrounding lakes district. A couple
were of other different NZ landscape, all in all a very impressive
collection.

"I am so glad that I decided to move here, because I see that you and my
son are going to be really close. I have to say this is the happiest I've
seen him in a long time. So thank you so much for that. I really don't know
how you have achieved what you have, in such a short amount of time. But I
am really pleased that he has opened up to you." His father beamed, as he
came back from the kitchen with another can of cola for each of us. He was
obviously happy at how his son seemed to have found a good new friend in
me. I had totally missed the hidden remark he had made. So did Caleb.

"It has been no problem at all. I'm always glad to have another friend, and
having one that actually lives in the same town is a real bonus," I said. I
was actually blushing from the praise he had given me.

"I mean everything I have said. But what has surprised me most about you is
that you have managed to break Caleb's defences down so fast. He has been
very wary of people for some time now and I had almost thought that he had
walled himself in from everyone else completely. There is something
genuinely special about you, for Caleb to have gained so much confidence
and trust in you. Especially seeing as it been about what, around half a
day to which you have known each other. It's almost like you are soul mates
of something," He had said. It came straight from the heart showing how
much he admired what I had done for them both. He had also finally decided
to drop the ball and tell us what he had picked up on. He was trying to do
it in such a way that we wouldn't get upset about it.

I was blushing profusely listening to what his dad was saying. I could see
Caleb had gotten very embarrassed at the same time. I'm not surprised we
had been talking about him for a while now, with him sitting there
listening to it all. It must have all been pretty embarrassing for him. We
both took a swig of our cola's, just when he said the soul mate part. I
almost spit my mouthful of cola back out. I could see that Caleb had the
same issue. We both had to try as hard as we could to keep it in. I could
feel the tears welling up in my eyes, because the cola was tickling the
back of my nose. Did he know something? I deleted the thought straight away
knowing he couldn't have known about what had happened at my place. But
then maybe he had picked up on something while I have been here. I didn't
know what to do. Caleb looked at me with the same confused look, as to how
his father had known about us.

Caleb's dad had seen us trying to keep the cola in our mouths. He struggled
to supress a laugh that was trying to escape from his lips. He knew that we
had finally clicked as to what he had said.it had been pretty obvious to
him, as to how we felt about each other. He had been there before. He was
really happy as it had brought the old Caleb back for him. He really missed
his bright and happy little boy. It had been too long since he had last
seen this boy. Instead he was replaced by a sad, lonely boy who got really
moody all the time for no apparent reason. It was getting to the stage
where his father was too scared to say much to his son from fear of him
having a massive hissy fit. In half a day I had managed to change his son
back to his former self. The happy boy his father missed so dearly.

"There is nothing to be ashamed of, if you two feel that way about each
other that's good. You have my deepest wishes either way. I just don't want
to see Caleb get hurt again, so I want you to make absolutely sure that
this is what you two really want. If you truly love each other I'm not
going to stand in your way, just make absolute sure that is how you feel."
Caleb's dad whispered to us in our ears. We just sat there in stunned
silence for a couple of minutes. We couldn't believe what we were
hearing. Was it really that obvious as to how much we love each other? I
really didn't know what to think. Caleb was just sitting there with his
mouth gaping wide open with disbelief. He wasn't worried about his dad
knowing about us, but he couldn't believe that he had picked up on it so
quick.

"Oh by the way Caleb, Dave called. He was saying how much he missed you,
and that he is still your friend. That is even if you don't want to be his
friend. He wants to come over this weekend, and I told him his was welcome
to. " His dad said suddenly breaking the silence. It snapped us both back
to reality. I could tell his father wasn't impressed with him. I wasn't
impressed either. He had told us about his friends ditching him. But it
seems that he did the same, to one of his friends anyway. I couldn't
understand how he could do that, and neither could his father.

"Oh thank you for that dad. I just wanted to protect him. I couldn't have
handled it if he got hurt because of me. I could see the other kids were
already starting to pick on him, but he still wouldn't listen. I only
ditched him because I couldn't live with myself if he had got hurt from
being my friend." Caleb said. He was bawling his eyes out by the end. It
was a mixture of remembering the events, and the shame he was feeling for
ditching him. I now sort of understood why he had done it. I knew he
wouldn't have just ditched a friend, there had to be a good reason. So I
gave him a big hug to show him that I understood why he had done such a
thing. Caleb calmed down again and stopped crying realising that he was
going to get to see his friend again.

"It's alright. But you will have to explain to him why you felt that you
had to do it, when he comes over on Friday night. I know he is still a bit
hurt by it and I think he will understand why you felt that you had to do
it. I still don't think that he will agree with your judgement though."
Caleb's dad told his son. He knew that Caleb would never deliberately hurt
Dave, there had to be a reason why he did it. But he was still very shocked
when Dave had told him. He felt upset for the boy, as he had spent the
night with Caleb quite a few times. He liked Dave as he was a great little
boy, and seemed to be a really good friend for Caleb.

"OK, I will tell him, I know you're right and he probably won't agree with
my reasoning. But I did have the best intentions at the time. Would it be
alright if we all stay at your place, that night Dan?  Your closer to the
beach and I know Dave has always wanted to learn to surf. I thought it
might be a good opportunity to get him in the water." Caleb enquired. At
the same time he also looked at his father, trying to pull off that cute
puppy dog eyes look. It didn't quite work, but he still looked completely
adorable. He was so glad that Dave still wanted to be his friend, even
after what he had done to him. But now he felt like he owed him big time,
so was going to everything he could to pay Dave back.

"If it's alright with not only your dad, but his parents as well, then I
have no problem with the idea." I answered. I was really hoping it was
going to be OK, because it would be cool to have a house full of boys for a
change. I was also really keen to meet Dave as he wanted to stick by
Caleb's side, when Caleb was having his problems at school. I respected
Dave for that, and I'm glad that he still wants Caleb as a friend even
after he was ditched by the boy. I know Caleb meant the best, but it still
hurts when your friend casts you aside, even if it is to protect you.

"It's alright with me. So I suppose you should ring up Dave then, and find
out whether his parents are alright with it." His father answered. He then
reached into the pocket of his blue denim jeans, and pulled out a piece of
paper before handing it to his son. I presumed that it had Dave's number on
it.

Caleb ran out the room extremely excited, almost like he had ADHD. Having
seen his excitement made me laugh out loud, I hadn't seen him get so
excited about something. He made his phone call, and I heard lots of
typical little boy chatter. That went on for about five minutes. Then he
must have started talking to the parents, because he became a lot more
serious. He was smiling from ear to ear, and giggling away like a little
school girl. Then he appeared out in the lounge and handed the phone to his
dad. His dad talked for a couple of minutes, and I heard him say words like
responsible, honest, and trustworthy. He then he appeared and surprisingly
handed the phone to me.

I then had a brief talk with Dave's mother. She seemed nice on the phone
but she didn't want to put me out of place. As she really didn't know
me. Caleb's dad had told her that I would be fine to look after the boy's,
but she was still a little worried. I reassured her that it would be fine,
and I always had Caleb's dad nearby to help. That seemed to work to ease
her concerns, and she agreed to let him stay with me. But before I was
allowed to go she set out some pretty standard ground rules. Then she said
bye and hung up.

"Soooo?" Caleb asked. He was almost bursting at the seams with
excitement. He was really hoping that Dave was going to be allowed to stay
at my place. He was bouncing from leg to leg waiting for my reply. It
almost looked like he was busting to go to the toilet.

"So what?" I teased back. I was trying to hold off telling him the good
news as long as possible. I know it was mean but I couldn't help it. I was
enjoying seeing Caleb so full of excitement that I wanted it to last
forever.

"Is he allowed dummy." Caleb said. But his attempt to insult me didn't
work, coz he couldn't stop smiling. He was still jumping from foot to
foot. He was really bursting to know what the verdict was. He was starting
to get really wound up now, and I could even see that his father was trying
to supress his laugh.

"Is he allowed to what?" I teased back. Unfortunately I couldn't contain
myself. Seeing him getting so wound up, I just burst out laughing. He was
looking so funny that I couldn't help it. His dad was also cracking up, but
at least he was wise enough to make sure that his son didn't notice.

"Yes" I somehow managed to say. I was now rolling round the couch I was
laughing that hard. Tears were now streaming down my cheeks because I was
laughing that hard. I think if I had laughed any harder, then I would have
pissed my pants.

Caleb just about leaped on top of me with the excitement. He didn't seem to
upset at me laughing at his expense. But thankfully for my sake Caleb
realized that it wasn't a good idea to jump on me. He just decided to give
me a big hug. Once I had calmed down enough he then started planting a big
kisses on my lips. He gave me lots and lots of kisses. Then he decided that
he would just give me one big long kiss to show how happy he was.

He did that right in front of his dad who just stood there, he was still
laughing at his son. He wasn't the least bit concern that his son had just
kissed me, and was still kissing me. In fact it proved to him just how much
he loved me. He was just hoping that I really did feel the same
way. Otherwise he could see his son getting seriously hurt again. I can't
say that I was too comfortable with Caleb kissing me in front of his father
to start with. But seeing his father's reaction, well more lack of a
reaction, I decided what the hell, and kissed him back. I started to kiss
him feverishly, as he had me feeling so loved that I wanted to give him the
love back. It was strange lying on the couch in the lounge of Caleb's
house, making out with a boy I had only met this morning. Not only that,
but doing it in front of his father too. But it didn't stop me from showing
Caleb my true feelings towards him.

After a while we finally calmed down, and broke off our kiss. I remembered
that Caleb had left his board and wetsuit over at my place. I suggested
that he spend the night at my place. Especially since my house was closer
to the beach, so was easier to go out for a surf next morning from
there. His father agreed because he was actually glad to get some alone
time. He hadn't had much time to himself, since the incidents at Caleb's
old school and then having moved.

Caleb was jumping around in excitement again. It had been a long time since
he last had a sleepover. He was really looking forward to it. He was also
looking forward to spending the night with me, as he really didn't want to
ever be apart from me. He loved me too much. I felt exactly the same. I
never wanted him not to be by my side again. I knew that I would be lonely
without him. It was strange as I have never felt that way about anyone,
even my parents. I told Caleb that he should get a change of clothes
together, before we left.

So I got dragged upstairs to Caleb's room. It was a typical boy's room. He
did have a Queen sized bed, which surprised me because most kids his age
don't have one. The room was a mess, with toys all over the floor. Not to
mention the clothes, which were in piles around the room, dirty clothes
mixed with clean ones. It reminded me of how I used to be. Now it's just my
clean clothes that end up on the ground.

His room wasn't particularly big, but still big enough for a queen sized
bed which had a bed side table on both sides. It had decent sized wardrobe
in the corner of the room, and the opposite corner had a pretty much empty
toy box. He had posters of his sporting heroes hanging up on the wall, from
which I could tell he was like most kiwi kids and liked rugby, and
especially the All Blacks.

We packed up an overnight bag for Caleb packing a change of clothes. No
undies, and that was his idea not mine. We also grabbed his toothbrush from
the little en-suit attached to his room. We also thought that we better
make use of, while we were in there. Standing on opposite sides of the
toilet we pulled down the fronts of our short, and took hold of our
respective wieners. We then let loose, chasing the others pee around the
bowl. We finished up and gave our dicks a good shake before hiding them
back away, and then we flushed the toilet and washed our hands. We went
back into his room and grabbed the overnight bag we had packed for
Caleb. Then we headed back downstairs.

Once back downstairs. Caleb ran over to his dad and gave him a kiss
goodbye. I just watched on in jealousy, I wasn't sure whether his dad would
appreciate me giving him a hug too. So I didn't. I really wanted to, but he
wasn't my dad so it just wouldn't be right. It was times like this that I
found the hardest, and was struggling not to cry. I was really missing my
own dad again. The guilt was starting to return again too.

"Thank you so much for being an awesome dad, I love you." Caleb whispered
in his father's ear. He was just so happy with everything his dad had done
for him today. He was most pleased that his dad accepted his relationship
with me, even though neither of us had thought that far ahead yet. He was
also so happy with the way his father had handled the issue of Dave. He was
so glad to have a father as caring as his was. He didn't know what it was
like to have a mother, but he felt that he didn't need one. He had his dad
and me of course.

With that Caleb's dad kissed him back. He then told Caleb to behave
himself, and just as we were walking out the door he told us both that he
loved us. That made me blush bright red, because he wasn't my dad so I
didn't expect it, and was a little embarrassed by it. I returned the loving
gesture anyway. I was actually feeling really happy with Caleb's dad's
comment, as I really wanted someone to be a father figure for me again. I
couldn't help myself and ran back inside and embraced Caleb's dad in a big
hug. I had tears rolling down my cheeks as I did it.

I had caught him a little off guard when I embraced him in a hug. He could
see that I was crying a little, and hugged me back. He was looking over at
Caleb, who just smiled at us both. He knew what it meant to me. He mouthed
to his father that he would tell him later, if he got the chance. Once I
was content again I released Caleb's dad and headed out the door with
Caleb. I took Caleb's hand as we walked across the front yard to the road.

We finally started walking back to my place. It was now very late in the
afternoon by this stage. It was almost evening, but the sun was still high
in the sky and beaming down on us with unrelenting fury. The temperature
had officially topped out at 45 C (113 F), which had broken all kinds of
temperature records. It didn't just break the regional ones, but it also
smashed the national hottest temperature record which was 42.4 C (108 F)
set in Rangiora in 1973.

Even now as we trudged back home it was still stiflingly hot. So by the
time we had made half way to my place, we were swimming in sweat. Our
clothes were so soaked that even they could hold any more of our sweat. Our
sweaty hands were still together, because even with how hot it was we still
felt like holding hands was the right thing to do. We were also feeling our
love for each other flowing freely through the connection our hands were
making. Finally I saw our gate. The trip back seemed to take an eternity
due to the heat. I wouldn't have wanted it any other way, as it gave me
lots of time to enjoy Caleb's company.

Caleb then surprised the hell out of me, by stripping off his clothes as
soon as we had entered the gate. It seems like he isn't as embarrassed
about his body around me anymore, which I was glad about as he really does
have a sexy body. He then gave me a look as if to say, well come on what
about you. So I stripped off too.

We went inside so Caleb could put his bag in my room. We then came back
out, and I offered him a drink. Of course he said that he would like one,
so I grabbed a can of cola each from the fridge and handed one to him. We
both cracked open the top by pulling the tab, hearing the distinctive
fizzing sound of a freshly open can of cola. We then both took a swig,
enjoying the cool refreshing liquid drizzle down our throats. Easing that
bone dry feeling both of us had because the heat of the day was zapping the
liquids straight from our bodies.

Looking at the time I was surprised to see how late is was. Where had the
day gone I wondered. So I told Caleb I was going to start cooking, and he
offered to help. I suggested we put our clothes back on, which we had just
dumped on the couch when we came in. Caleb looked at me questioningly as he
didn't know why we had to wear clothes to cook. So I said that it's so we
don't burn ourselves, especially our peckers. I then reached down and
groped him, causing him to yelp. But also getting that special feeling I
seem to get every time I touch him.

I had decided to cook up chilli con carne, with nachos for tea. I was
surprised at how good Caleb was around the kitchen, which he explained to
me was because he used to help his dad to cook, because he used to get home
from work so late. Then after a while he was cooking most of the meals for
them. It was fun cooking with my little helper, and the resulting food was
divine.

We sat down at the dining room table to eat our tea. Caleb was sitting
opposite me. After a couple of minutes I felt something rubbing on my leg
sending a shockwave of strong loving feelings radiating up my body, causing
me to shudder. I looked down under the table and saw a sexy hairless leg
rubbing against mine. I then sat back up, and looked across at Caleb. He
had a devilish smile smeared across his face. I felt his leg rubbing higher
and higher up my leg. If it wasn't for the fact that we still had our
clothes on, I think he would have gone high enough to brush against my
dick.

I started to return the favour, and we sat there for a good 20 or so
minutes rubbing our legs against each other. We were also trying to eat or
tea at the same time. Once we had finally finished Caleb gave me a hand as
we clean up the kitchen, and put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher.

After that we stripped off again and snuggled together on the couch and
watched a DVD.

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