Date: Sat, 15 May 2021 01:05:55 +0000 From: entirelyawesome Subject: Finding Holland - Chapter One Categorization Recommendation: Nifty / Gay / Young-Friends Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction; this story may depict sexual acts between adolescent boys. If reading such a story is illegal where you reside, please do not read any farther. This work of fiction belongs to the author and should not be re-posted or reproduced without his permission. Generous donations from readers like you support this amazing platform, please consider contributing to Nifty: http://donate.nifty.org/ Finding Holland - Chapter One "Oh fuck...I'm gonna cum," Tyde said to himself in a whisper as he stroked his 12-year-old dick while watching porn alone in his bedroom. His breath grew ragged and he felt the urgent build up in his groin as his lubed-up hand worked its magic. The two hot boys he was watching in the video were really going at it and as soon as he saw their huge cocks begin shooting jizz--so did his. Tyde closed his eyes tight and let the intense orgasm wash over his young body, cum flying onto his shirtless tummy and chest. "Fuck...me...that was hot," Tyde said quietly as he caught breath, not wanting to be overheard by his 8-year-old twin brothers--currently, laughing and playing together in their room on the far side of his bedroom wall. Once he had recovered from his second after-school jerk session of the day, Tyde used his discarded t-shirt to clean up his baby batter and wipe the lube from his hands before pulling up his underwear and jeans pooled around his ankles as he sat at his desk. It was early Friday evening and he had planned to finish up all of his homework so he could enjoy the weekend and not worry about it on Sunday night. But being an adolescent boy in the throws of puberty, he found himself a bit distracted this afternoon when trying to concentrate. Ordinarily, Tyde was an excellent student--but today, he just couldn't focus on his work. He sat behind his computer, enjoying his post-orgasm afterglow, listening to the happy sounds of his younger brothers through the bedroom wall they shared. The twins, Towns and Taylor, were actually his half-brothers, they had come to live with him and his two moms after their biological mom died a little over a year ago. They were adopted by Tyde's moms because his dad traveled a lot for work and he felt the little boys would be better off living with their brother. The young brothers both adored Tyde and he loved them just as much--plus, they were absolutely adorable. All three boys shared several sibling traits such as dark hair and deep blue eyes. However, Tyde had never thought of himself as `adorable' but a few people over the years had described him as cute and even "pretty." Tyde stretched his lean body like a cat and forced himself to acknowledged he was no longer in the mood for studying then decided to go for a walk to clear his head. He closed his laptop, dropped his boy-stained t-shirt in the hamper before putting on a fresh one, grabbed his jacket then headed downstairs. *** Tyde found both of his moms, Monica and Hanna, in the kitchen enjoying some wine and chatting while cooking dinner together--both noticed he had put on his jacket. "Heading outside?" Monica asked. "Yeah, Mom...I need some fresh air. I can't seem to get into my homework right now, I'm going to take walk to the park." "Do you want to take the twins with you?" "Nah, I just need some alone time." Hanna, Tyde's biological mother, looked concerned, "Okay, honey, but it will be getting dark soon so don't stay out too late, okay?" "I won't, Mom. Just a quick stroll around the park then I'll be back--plus, I would never be late for lasagna night!" he said smiling as he walked down the staircase leading to the front door. Tyde was your typical, slender, pre-teen boy who loved good food and his moms were fantastic chefs. Together, the two women owned and operated the bakery located just below their house. The ovens from bakery often filled the house with the sweet aroma of freshly baked bread and cakes--the smell Tyde has always associated with "home." *** Once outside, Tyde zipped up his jacket in the cool air and walked down the sidewalk toward the park. He walked past the bakery's windows and the other familiar storefronts along the way--the bookstore, tea shop, and the pet store. He and his younger brothers could never resist stopping and the pet shop window to see the puppies, birds, or kittens on display. Every Easter, they always had adorable pink bunnies behind the glass windows. After pausing a few minutes and saying, "aww" and "cute" to the tumbling puppies, Tyde crossed the street, walked past the old church then entered the small neighborhood park. Dusk was just beginning as he walked but the street lights had not come on so he felt like he had about half an hour before he should head back home. The park was practically deserted and it made him feel like he was in his own private oasis. Walking past the pond toward the swing set, he notice he wasn't alone after all. There was another kid, about his size, sitting on one of the swings. The kid was wearing a hoodie over his head so Tyde couldn't tell if it was a boy or girl from the direction he was approaching. He paused momentarily and considered not bothering the kid because, for all he knew, he or she may have also just wanted some alone time. But finally, he decided to suppress his mild anxiety and say, "Hello," just in case it was someone he knew from the neighborhood or from school. Tyde walked over to one of the empty swings and said, "Hi, do you mind if I sit here?" The kid, an adolescent boy, looked up a bit startled then said, " No...uh, go right ahead." Tyde immediately recognized the boy as soon as he saw his face and couldn't believe his eyes. "Holland...?!" *** "Um, do I know you?" the boy replied with a look of confusion on his face. "It's me, Tyde...we were best friends when we were little kids!" Tyde could scarcely believe it was really Holland sitting on front of him at the same park where they met as pre-schoolers and grew to be as close as brothers. Their mothers had also become friends so the pair had play dates and sleepovers until they were five or six years old. Tyde had cried for days after Holland and his family moved away because he could not understand why his friend had been taken away--he had always longed to see him again. Holland, now a tween with shaggy blond hair poking from beneath his hoodie, had the same baby face Tyde remembered. Recognition rushed back to Holland, his face lit up when he spoke, "Hey, I remember...we used to play together at your house above the bakery, right?" "Yes, can't believe it's really you! I have missed you so much over the years. I always wondered what happened to you but my parents said they lost track of you and your mom after you moved away," Tyde was still stunned to be talking to his long-lost childhood friend again. "We moved to Florida. I lived there until a few months ago, I had to move back here to live with my dad." "Wow, my moms are never gonna believe I found you after all this time." Tyde took a seat on the swing next to Holland, "What are you doing out here in the park all alone?" "Oh, uh...I just had to get out of the apartment. I don't get along too well with my dad's girlfriend, so I usually hang out here until she leaves." "But it's getting dark...and cold out here," Tyde said, concerned etched on his face. "It's not so bad," Holland said with a shrug, "...it beats being at home right now." Tyde noticed Holland's thin jacket appeared to be a bit too small for him--and his shoes had seen better days. "Well, you have to come over to our house. My moms will love to see you again...you can have dinner with us, tonight is lasagna night!" Holland's familiar, adorable smile returned, "That sounds awesome, much better than a bowl of cold cereal." The boys stood in unison, Tyde moved close to Holland before timidly asking, "Do you think it would be okay, if I gave you a hug?" "Sure." The boys embraced--Tyde held the hug a bit longer than he had intended. He wanted to make sure he wasn't dreaming because he still could not believe it was really Holland, his missing friend. But could feel how cold the boy was so he decided they should walk back to his house quickly so he could warm up--and he couldn't wait to surprise his family. *** Monica and Hanna were both shocked and overjoyed when Holland walked into the family room after so many years. They could hardly believe how tall he had gotten when they hugged him and kissed his sweet face. Even Towns and Taylor were happy to meet the new boy. "It is so good to see you, Holland," Monica said, near tears with a wide smile, "where's your mom? We have really missed her too since you both moved away." Holland hesitated, his expression became a bit somber, "She's in jail, ma'am." "Oh honey, I am so sorry...are you okay?" "Yes, ma'am, but I miss her...a lot. She can't take care of me anymore so now I live here with my dad." Monica and Hanna recalled some of the stories Holland's mother had told them about his father and they both shared a look of concern before saying, "Well, please stay and have dinner with us tonight. Do you think your father will mind?" "No, ma'am, he won't care." *** The two mothers smothered Holland with affection and attention as he devoured his dinner--both suspected a warm, home-cooked meal may have been something of a rarity for him. They also noticed he was painfully thin for a 12-year-old boy. He ate everything on his plate quickly before they offered him more, which he graciously accepted, remarking how delicious everything had tasted. Tyde also took notice of Holland's appetite and wondered if he was being fed properly at home. During the meal, the twins asked if Holland could stay for movie night--a traditional Friday night activity for the family. What made movie night fun was having a "snuggle buddy." They would all gather on the large sectional sofa in the family room to watch a movie together. Monica and Hanna would usually snuggle together and the boys usually cuddled with Tyde in the middle--but tonight, everyone would have their own snuggle buddy. Tyde also asked if Holland could sleep over because the boys usually slept together on the sofa on movie night. Following dinner, Hanna said, "Holland, we should call your dad to make sure he is fine with you staying with us tonight." Holland looked a bit anxious when he provided her his dad's phone number. Hanna listened to the gruff voicemail greeting before leaving a pleasant message indicating Holland wanted to stay the night and left her phone number should he had any concerns. By the following morning, he had not bothered to return her call. *** "Why don't you boys go take your showers and get ready for bed while we clean up the kitchen?" Both Monica and Hanna had noticed mild body odor coming from Holland when they had first hugged him and thought it would be a good idea for him to have a shower before snuggle time. The boys headed upstairs to their bedrooms. The twins showered together first in the bathroom they shared with Tyde. Once they had finished, Tyde casually asked Holland, "You want to go next or take a shower with me like we used to when we were little?" "Either way is fine, Holland sheepishly replied." "Okay, let's go together and save time." Tyde loaned Holland some clean undies before they headed into the bathroom together. Both seemed a bit uncertain about getting naked in front of each other after all this time but quickly got over it. Once undressed, they looked each other over and noticed, physically, they were very similar in body shape and development, although Holland was more pale and a bit thinner. Tyde was also slender but looked a bit more healthy in comparison. Being adolescent boys, they were both semi-erect and seemed to be about the same size. Holland had very little blond pubic hair while Tyde had none. "Um...do you shave?" Holland asked, blushing a bit. "It's not much to shave, but yeah...easier to clean up after...you know," Tyde said with a shy grin. "You must jerk off a lot, huh?" "Hey, we all get horny, right?" "Yeah, I know what you mean," Holland replied with an awkward smile. "Come on. Let's get in the shower before we both get boners," Tyde said laughing. The two boys stepped into the warm spray and began soaping themselves with body wash. The talk about boners and just being naked was enough for both of their cocks to become a bit more firm. "Hey, can you wash my back?" Tyde asked, turning away from Holland. "Sure." As soon as Tyde felt the gentle touch of his friend's hands on his body, his dick became instantly fully erect. Being a virgin, this was the most physical contact he had every had with a boy his own age. Even though he had often fantasized about it in the school shower follow gym. As Holland continued to wash lower on his back, he began to feel the familiar tingling sensation in his groin without even touching himself. Tyde closed his eyes, this felt good--really good. But all too soon, it was over. "Can you wash mine...?" Holland asked, turning away from Tyde. Tyde opened his eyes quickly, "Sure, no problemo." After soaping up his hands, Tyde gently washed his friend's back. He took it slow, almost caressing Holland slender form. His body felt amazing to Tyde, very supple. He had showered often with his little brothers over the years but being with them felt nothing like being with another tween boy. As worked his way down to Holland's lower back, he couldn't help but wonder what his ass felt like. He wanted to continue down and gasp the two firm orbs--but he didn't want to make his friend feel awkward after not seeing him in so long, so he forced himself to stop. "There, all done," Tyde remarked, reluctantly pulling his hands away. When Holland turned back around, both boys noticed each of them had rigid cocks--although, neither of them mentioned to the other it as they finished their shower. After drying themselves, donning underwear and t-shirts, they joined the others in the family room. "I choose Holland for a snuggle buddy!" Taylor declared once they had arrived. "Good, `cause I want Tyde," Towns responded. Once everyone was settled in with a partner to cuddle under the blankets and bowls of warm popcorn in laps, the lights dimmed and movie night began. *** Holland awoke to a quiet house, not knowing where he was at first. He quickly remembering he was staying with his friend Tyde and his family for the night. He realized he must have dozed off during the movie because when he woke, he was still on the sofa with Taylor curled up with him peacefully sleeping. The house was semi-dark with only the street lights shining in through the windows. Tyde was also slumbering next to him on the same sofa with the other twin curled up in his arms. The parents were nowhere to be found, he figured they must have turned off the wall display and the lights before heading upstairs to bed. Holland realized his full bladder had woken him because he needed to pee. He carefully untangled himself from the small boy and found the bathroom nearest to the family room. After flushing and washing his hands, Holland quietly walked back into the family room where he then found Tyde laying awake. "I'm sorry if I woke you," Holland whispered, carefully getting back underneath the blanket he shared with Taylor. "No worries," Tyde whispered back in the dimly lit room. "I think I missed half of the movie." "Yeah, you must have been really tired because you were out pretty quick." "Sorry, I was just so cozy here with your brother, I couldn't help it." Tyde reach over and took his friend's hand, "It's okay. We're just really happy we found you again, this is like a dream come true." "For me too, I'd forgotten how much fun we used to have here when we were younger," Holland said smiling, "...back then, I used to pretend we were brothers. I miss those days." "Same," Tyde said smiling, holding Holland's hand more firmly, "I never want to lose you again." At that moment, Holland felt the warm, familiar affection he had not experienced in such a long time. He was happy and even a bit in awe of Tyde because he was living the life he dreamt about; a loving family, a nice house, and plenty to eat. "I'm glad you invited me to stay tonight. It...it really means a lot to me," Holland said with a slight tremble in his voice. Tyde moved over and hugged Holland beneath the blankets and said, "Hey, it means a lot to me...to all of us...I have missed you for so long," Tyde's voice also broke as he tried to speak quietly. The friends held each other close until they both drifted back to sleep--in each other's arms. *** The following morning was Saturday, the boys all slept late and were only aroused by the smell of bacon cooking. "Hey there, sleepy heads," Hanna said once the boys were fully awake and wandered into the kitchen in search of breakfast. "Did you guys sleep well?" Monica asked pouring orange juice into glasses. "Yes, Mom," the twins said in unison with nearly identical bedhead. "It was so fun to have Holland stay with us last night," Towns said hopping up onto a bar stool at the kitchen counter. "I hope the squirming monkeys didn't keep you awake all night, Holland," Hanna said smiling. "No ma'am, I slept like a log. I even missed most of the movie." "Well, I hope you guys are hungry," Monica said offering each boy a plate of thick Belgian blueberry waffles, eggs, and bacon. *** Following the morning meal, the boys cleared away the dishes without being asked and loaded the dishwasher before heading upstairs to get dressed for the day. Holland found his clothes freshly washed and neatly folded on Tyde's bed. He was so touched by this simple gesture of kindness, he found it difficult not to cry. "What's wrong?" Tyde asked, noticing Holland's momentary hesitation. "Oh...nothing," Holland said, wiping his moist eyes with the back of his hand, "it's just...your moms are so nice. I...uh, miss having a mom, you know?" Tyde felt pain and sorrow for his friend and didn't know how to comfort him. His life was so different from Holland's. Not only did he have a mom, he had two of them--and they were both really great. The only thing he could think to do is give Holland a hug and say, "I know you miss your mom and I feel so badly you can't be with her. But now you have two moms who love you...and you know you are always welcome here anytime." Holland returned the hug and said, "Thanks...that means more to me than you know." It was now Tyde's turn to cry because he sensed the loss coming from his friend. Eventually the two separated and began to get dressed while chatting about nothing and everything. *** Reluctantly, Holland decided he'd better go home to check in with his dad just after lunch. Tyde had offered to walk him home but he insisted he wanted to go home alone--quietly thinking his dad was probably already drunk and he was too embarrassed to bring home company. "Hey, ask your dad if you can sleep over again tonight," Tyde asked after walking Holland to the front door and helping him put on his jacket. "Okay, I'll let you know. He probably won't care." "Great, I really hope you can come back tonight. It's so good having you with us." The boys looked at each other with a loss for words for a moment then hugged goodbye before Holland stepped out on to the sidewalk then slowly made his way toward his dad's apartment--and back to his reality. *** "Where the fuck have you been?" Otis Carter asked his son from the sofa as soon as the walked though the front door of the small, two-bedroom apartment. Holland saw the number of empty beer cans on the stained coffee table and knew he must have been drinking all morning. "I stayed at a friend's house last night. His parents called you and left a message." Otis looked at Holland through bloodshot eyes and said, "You should be out getting some pussy, you're old enough now." "Yes, sir," was all Holland said before heading to his bedroom, quickly closing the door behind him. Holland didn't understand his dad and it was obvious his father didn't understand him. But his dad was not a person you disagreed with while he was drinking. Domestic violence was not an uncommon visitor in his life. His mom had once told him the reason she had left him and moved to Florida was because he was often physically abusive toward her. The police had been called to their home on multiple occasions by their neighbors. Since moving in with his dad, Holland had tried to avoid him as much as possible--especially, when he was drinking. Even sober, his dad had a mean temper and he tried to be as invisible while he was at home. But the worst was Evelyn, his girlfriend. She never missed a chance to pick on Holland and call him names like, "gay boy" and "little pansy" and is dad would never defend him in front of her. He knew his dad was a bigot so it was no surprise he let her get away with saying those ugly things to him, so he just avoided her when she came over for a visit. He hated living with his dad--but he was helpless to do anything about it. He had no other relatives willing to take him in since his mom had been arrested for selling dope. She was serving a 20-year sentence in prison, his only option was to live with his dad or out on the street by himself. Holland stood with his back to his closed door and looked at his poorly furnished bedroom. His "bed" was simply a mattress on the floor covered with a sheet and a blanket. Most of his clothes and belongings were still in the same cardboard boxes he had used when he first moved into the apartment. He didn't even have a desk to do his homework--instead, he usually sat on the floor to use his school-issued laptop to do his work. Until he had visited Tyde and his family, Holland had felt bad about his living conditions but he had never felt sorry for himself. But now, he felt incredibly sad thinking about how his life had turned out. He removed his shoes, laid on his bed and though about his situation--then began to weep quietly into his pillow because he was still a 12-year-old boy who missed his mom. He didn't want his dad to hear him, not because he would come to comfort him, because he knew he would tell him to, "Stop crying like a little bitch" or to "man up." When Holland awoke, saw the sun was getting low outside. His pillow was still damp from his tears after crying himself to sleep. Cautiously, he opened his bedroom door and saw his dad had left the apartment. He quickly put a change of clothes and his laptop into his backpack then went to use the bathroom before leaving his dad a note letting him know he was spending the night at his friend's house again. He put the note on the coffee table amongst the empty beer cans then slipped out of the apartment as quickly as he could. *** Holland rang the doorbell then waited just outside the bakery windows. The warm aromas wafting past him from the bakery caused him to remember how he and Tyde used to go there as small children and pick out cupcakes for a snack. "Hello, Holland" Hanna said with a wide smile after opening the door, "is it okay with your dad for you to stay the night again?" "Yes, ma'am. I mean, I left him a note." "That's wonderful, the boys have been curious to know if you were coming back since you left this afternoon. Come inside, they are upstairs just now finishing up getting haircuts." After climbing the stairs leading to the main floor of their home, Holland then took the spiral staircase to the upper level where the bedrooms were located. Inside the large bathroom, he found Tyde sitting on a bar stool in just his underwear facing the large mirror while having his hair trimmed by his mom, Monica. "Holland!" the twins yelled in unison when he walked into the room. The two boys rush to him and gave him hugs, both still naked and damp from having taken a shower following their haircuts. "Hey, I'm so happy you came back," Tyde said with a bright smile. "Yeah, I've had enough quality time at home. I couldn't wait to come back...I even brought a change of clothes with me this time," he said pointing to the bag on this slender shoulders. "That's great, Holland," Monica said before turning to Tyde, "...okay son, you are all done." "Thanks, mom," Tyde said before walking over to Holland and giving him a firm hug, unashamed by the fact he was still mostly naked. "So, your mom still cuts your hair, huh?" Holland remarked following the hug. "Yup, and still does a great job," Tyde said, checking himself out in the mirror. "I used to cut your hair too when you where younger, Holland," Monica said looking at the shaggy mop of hair on is head, "would you like your hair cut too?" "Um...sure, if it's not to much trouble." "No trouble at all, go ahead and get undressed." Holland put down his bag then stripped to his underwear before sitting on the barstool. Monica used a spray bottle to wet his hair before combing through the unruly mess then began cutting. The twins watched the process with rapt attention until they became bored then wandered off to their bedroom to put on some clothes. "Whoa, you look so different with shorter hair," Tyde remarked once his mom finished, "very cute." Holland looked at himself in the mirror and was amazed about how good his hair looked. He looked like a totally different boy. "This is awesome, thank you so much." "You are very welcome, sweetheart," Monica said with a smile. Tyde said, "I'll go ahead and sweep up the hair then we can take a shower," as Monica packed away her barber utensils. "Thank you, honey. I'll see you downstairs in a bit. Dinner will be ready soon," she said before leaving the two boys alone. After the floor was clear of the loose hair, Tyde and Holland removed their undies then stepped under the warm spray of the large walk-in shower. Holland was becoming a bit more comfortable with being naked with Tyde and was also keenly aware he still liked just being with him and spending time together alone. Plus, the fact he call called him "very cute" moments earlier was on his mind as he shampooed his hair. Holland was lost in thought when he suddenly noticed he was getting another erection. Holland tried not to stare at Tyde's boy parts, but he couldn't help himself--he liked looking at his friends naked body. He had known he might be gay since last year when his classmates started noticing girls and showing him pictures of naked women on their phones. He didn't understand what the big deal was or why they where so interested in boobs and pussy. Girls were okay, as friends, but he didn't want to see them naked. But Tyde was different, he did like looking this dick and balls--just the fact he was naked with him again caused him to get hard. "So, what do you think?" Tyde said, rinsing the soap from his hair. "Huh...?" Holland said, realizing he had not been paying attention to anything he had just said. "What do you think about playing a board game after dinner?" "Oh, that's fine...it'll be fun." *** After dinner, everyone enjoyed the evening and had a good time playing board games until it was time for the twins to go to bed. It was Tyde who usually reads to the boys before bed but Taylor and Towns both requested Holland to be tonight's reader. Once the twins had said goodnight to their parents and brother, they snuggled together in their shared bed as Holland continued reading from one of the Harry Potter books until they were both sound asleep. Holland closed the book, turned off the reading lamp then sat for a moment watching the boys sleeping peacefully illuminated only by the nightlight. He felt a strong sense of affection for them as they cuddled together. They reminded him of how close he and Tyde had once been when they were kids and the thought brought a smile to his face. Holland stood and instinctively gave each of them a kiss on the head before quietly leaving the room. *** "Are the little monsters finally asleep?" Tyde asked, smiling as Holland entered his bedroom. "Yeah, out like a light. I really enjoyed reading to them." "I'm sure they loved having you spend time with them, they like you a lot," Tyde said, closing his book then placing it on the bedside table. "I like them too. They remind me of us when we were younger." "I miss those days when we were together all the time. Here, come to bed," Tyde said, pulling back the covers for Holland. He saw Tyde was only wearing his boxers so he also removed his t-shirt then slid under the covers next to his best friend. Tyde turned off the bedside lamp then snuggling in close to Holland. "Is it okay if we cuddle like we used to?" Tyde asked in the semi-darkness, illuminated only by the fairy lights around the bed's headboard. "Uh, sure...okay," Holland replied, praying he wouldn't get another erection like he had earlier in the shower. Tyde gently intertwined his legs and wrapped himself around Holland's lean frame. Holland hugged Tyde close and felt his warm body as they made skin-to-skin contact. "I'm glad you came to stay with us again tonight...I wish you could stay here forever," Tyde said in a low voice with his head nestled on Holland's shoulder. Holland gently placed a kiss on Tyde's forehead as he had done with his younger brothers. "That was nice," Tyde said, he began slowly caressing Holland's bare chest with his hand like he had when he had washed his back the previous evening. Holland began to feel himself getting hard against Tyde's leg. He also felt Tyde's dick growing firm against his body as a hand gently explored his naked torso. The hand slowly slid down his smooth, hairless body until it rested on top of his underwear and his boner--a moment later, the hand found its way inside his boxers and wrapped itself around his rock-hard pre-teen cock. Holland let out a low moan when he felt a gently squeeze and slow strokes. "Is this okay?" Tyde whispered, slowly moving his warm, soft hand up and down Holland's firm erection. "Yesss..." was all Holland could manage, his breathing increased and he felt himself getting close to the edge. A moment later, Tyde felt Holland's body spasm as he quietly gasped, "I'm gonna..." Holland had never had such an intense, toe-curling orgasm in his young life as Tyde felt the warm spurts of boy fluid hit his hand. Tyde smiled before cleaning them both with the tissues from the bedside table. After recovering, Holland asked, "Um, do you want me to...?" "Maybe later...right now I just want to hold you," Tyde said in a tender voice as they cuddled together. Gentle touches and soft caresses communicated volumes between the two young boys until they both fell asleep. *** Holland awoke and found himself still holding Tyde in his arms. It was early morning and the house was still quiet. As always, his bladder had awaken him and he needed to go to the bathroom. He carefully unwrapped himself from Tyde's slumbering body then went to the bathroom to pee. After washing his hands, he returned to the bedroom to find Tyde still asleep. He carefully got back under the warm covers, trying not to disturb him. He lay quietly next to Tyde listening to his slow breathing and thought about what had happened between them the previous night. He had never had a sexual encounter with another person before and the experience gave him a lot to think about. He watched Tyde sleeping from while and he recognized he had never felt so close to another person in his life. Even when they were younger, he knew he had loved Tyde. After his mom had moved them to Florida, he was heart broken because of not being able to see his best friend. Being back together now, it was clear to him the bond they had once shared as young kids had only magnified over time. As he lay there, Holland thought about his dad and how he would never be able to understand how he could honestly love another boy. He didn't care about what the other kids at school would think--but his dad would be unable to deal with it. So he decided he could never let him know about it or he might never get to see Tyde or his family again. *** Holland's thoughts were interrupted by Towns and Taylor who came into the room, still wearing their pajamas, and climbed into bed with them waking up Tyde. Tyde yawned awake and smiled, "Hey, what are you guys doing in here...?" "We're hungry, can you and Holland come have breakfast with us?" Towns asked in his cute little boy voice. "Yeah, we're hungry," Taylor agreed. "Good morning, Holland," Tyde said, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, ignoring his brothers' pleas for food. "Good morning, I think it's time for breakfast," Holland said, tickling the closest twin causing them both to erupt in giggles. "Okay," Tyde said to his brothers, "go ahead downstairs and we'll be down to join you in a few minutes. Be quiet so you don't wake up our moms." The twins bounced out of bed and raced each other out of the room. Once they were alone, Tyde reach over and took Holland's hand as they sat in bed together, and asked, "Are you okay with what we did last night? I hope you don't feel awkward or weird." "Oh no, I don't feel weird...it was incredible. I'm just sorry I didn't get to...y'know, help you out," Holland replied then blushed. "It's okay. I just wanted you to know how I feel." "I know, I feel the same way about you and I really wish we could have grown up together. I have missed being with you and being your friend. I guess I've always felt this way, even when we were younger." For a moment, Tyde looked like he was going to tear up before he leaned over and they gently kissed. The first awkward kiss either of them had ever experience, both not knowing exactly how it was supposed to work. But both boys realized the small gesture of affection was monumental and exciting. Tyde eventually said, "We'd better go downstairs before they decide to come back and interrupt us." Both teens reluctantly got out of bed and put on shirts to hide the painfully obvious tents in their underwear. *** End of Chapter One To be continued in Chapter Two Your feedback is greatly appreciated --> entirelyawesome@protonmail.com Other Nifty stories by this author: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/sons-of-zeus/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/the-bastard-boy https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/night-swimming/