Date: Tue, 19 Nov 2002 20:18:11 -0500 From: Jim Reeve Subject: Forbidden Love: Chapter Two This story contains sexual acts of homosexuals, If you are not 18 it is not recomended that you read it. Everyone else, please enjoy. -Jim Ryan awoke, still somewhat groggy. He was covered with goosebumps, as he lay there with no covers on his body. He glanced at his clock. It read 7:35 He was running late, and he thought himself lucky that his mother didn't walk in on him as he lay naked with no covers. He jumped into the shower for a couple of minutes. Once warm he scrubbed himself down with a a soapy cloth, and then turned off the water. He stepped from the shower and stood, admiring his body from the large mirror in the bathroom. He was beautifully muscular, but not over toned. His manhood was large for his age, and he figured most girls would die for his body as he would for Brent's. If only Brent would lunge for him also. There was one small ray of hope in his mind. He noticed Brent staring at his body, quite often, mostly in the locker room. But there was one time that stood out to him. This was his only hope. *********************************************************** Ryan pulled his shirt, shorts, and briefs off, and quickly covered himself with a towel. He didn't feel comfortable strutting across the locker room completely naked, unlike Brent. He stood not far away. He was completely naked, and (It was an odd situation, Brent didn't belong in the locker room at this time, for Ryan usually waited until most all of the boys were gone before he showered, for the shower was one big stall, and he didn't want people to repeatedly see him with huge hardons amidst a bunch of guys.) he seemed almost as if he were half hard, maybe intrigued by Ryan's size, for Brent, still beautifully large, wasn't quite as big. Ryan went to the towel rack, and hung his towel on the nearest peg to the shower room's wooden door, so he could easily grab it without being seen naked. He stepped into the steamy shower, and a wonderful scent of boy entered his nose. He stepped to the furthest shower head, and bagan to shower. He turned to maintain himself, for he knew that Brent would be in soon to shower off as well, and Brent was the last person he wanted to be embarrassed by. The door creaked loudly, and Ryan's head snapped towards the door. Brent was in the room now, and he didn't mind showing that he was completely hard. Ryan's head swam, and he felt dizzy, hardening himself. Brent chose the showerhead closest to Ryan's. He took a full shower, and rubbed his cock a little bit. Ryan kept himself under control, he remained under the stream of hot water hoping that Brent had planned on making a move. Ryan's hope was drowned when Brent shut off the water and walked out. Ryan's heart sank. He almost began to weep, and on this day Ryan's lust for Brent began to turn to love. *********************************************************** Ryan dressed himself into a pair of tight jeans and a tight tee. He was shy, but loved showing himself off, through the security of a tee shirt anyway. He jumped into the car and sped off to school not bothering to bid his mother good-bye. He was still angry with her. His emotions grew inside. He thought over the event in which I just described. His heart pounded, and every pulse, every beat was not for Ryan, and not for his mother, but for Brent. It was true, he did love him, and his heart ached, it ached for weeks, until one cold autumn November, the 29th to be exact. *********************************************************** Ryan had just finished playing tennis in gym class. They had been out on the courts, and as usual Brent dominated the game. Ryan took glee in the fact that he could have whipped anyone on that court at any moment, but chose to keep his athletic abilities low, for he was shy, yet confident. But still, showing off in the form of athletics was not for him. He stepped into the shower room, rather cold, and stood there letting the warm water caress his body. He began to feel himself getting hard, expecting that he might jack off, as he usually did when he was the only one in the room. He began to slide his hand up and down his long shaft. About a minute into his pumping the door creaked open. Ryan turned and faced the wall trying desperately to let his man-hood settle down. He turned to see who had entered the room. It was Brent. "Shit" Ryan muttered under his breath. Brent approached him and walked over to the next showerhead. He began to jack off right there, right in front of Ryan. Ryan got very hot and started to rise. Brent noticed this, and walked straight over to him. Their faces were so close that they're noses almost touched. Ryan could smell Brent's delicious body, covered in sweat. He thought he was in for an ass whipping, something not uncommon to happen to someone who was thought to be gay at his school. Instead, Brent pressed his lips into Ryan's face. He kissed him deeply, and long. Ryan had a feeling trigger inside him, he was so overcome with happiness, he didn't know what to do, he was in heaven. He returned Brent's kiss, and let his tongue fill Brent's mouth, as Brent was doing to him. For the first time ever he exchanged a kiss with a man. His hands slid behind Brent's back, and onto his butt, feeling it, rubbing it. He then went to Brent's front, rubbing his large chest, and six pack. He let his fingers caress Brent's torso for about five minutes, as Brent did to him. Then, his hand slid down to Brent's cock. He grabbed it as Brent grabbed his. It was the most wonderful feeling he had ever experienced, and their kissing became more passionate, and their bodies rubbed. Ryan fell in love. >From outside there was a loud bang. Ryan and Brent pulled from their loving lock. Their arms were together, and they dragged them apart. Ryan returned Brent's soft smile. "I love you." Brent whispered, "Come over to my house tonight, I'd love to have you over." "Love you too" Ryan said as he kissed him one last time. They stepped from the shower one at a time and dressed slowly. They left from separate doors at different times as if nothing had happened. The rest of the day Ryan was in a dream cloud, trying to remember every bit of Brent's touch, and every feeling that grasped his body when Brent's hand touched his cock. Ryan drove home quickly that day, aprehensive about Brent. Upon arriving home, Ryan tossed his books aside. He jotted his mother a quick note, and left the house as quickly as he came, but this time shaking all over. *********************************************************** Brent's house was large, very large. No one was home. Brent smiled broadly as he kissed Ryan again, and let him in. They went up to Brent's large bedroom, and they both sat on the bed. "I've wanted to..." Brent was obviously nervous, "I've wanted to hold you like that for so long." Ryan smiled. He thought he felt a tear in his eye. All of this was so great. He bent to kiss Brent, and he was immediately enveloped with his hot muscular body. There was passionate make-out for about ten minutes, and a little bit of playing with each other's nipples, and then it stopped. They both seemed to want something more than just a casual sex relationship. They had to know each other. They sat and talked for a bit lying on the bed facing each other. Both of them were shirtless. It was rather hot in Brent's room. Occasionally they would brush a hand along the other's chest. It was wonderful for them both. Brent was a very sensitive loving person. He had his fair share of problems, and at one point his eyes began to tear up. Ryan didn't know what to do, he didn't know how to react, but he held him, and kissed him lightly on the forehead. Ryan then told Brent everything about himself, everything that I have told you. It seemed now that they were on a more personal level, but they both agreed to put sex off for a bit. They decided to go outside and start a game of basketball. They both were in tee shirts again, to keep out some of the autumn chill. It was here that Ryan allowed all of his athletic ability out, and he ended up beating Brent 45-43. Brent tackled Ryan in the grass. Both stripped their shirts, and had a rough wrestling match, roaring with laughter the whole time. Rain began to gush from the sky, and they were drenched in seconds. It was the most enjoyable time of their lives. The warm shower of rain made their bodies slick, and they wrestled around in the mud, getting dirty, and were all over each other. They got tired and just collapsed in the grass. They lay next to each other, and linked fingers. After he caught his breath, Brent rolled over to face Ryan. He rolled to meet Brent. Brent reached for Ryan, and they kissed again. Rolling in the semi muddy grass, they became one, holding each other in a tight loving grasp. After getting soaked to the bone, they headed inside. Up in Brent's private bathroom, there were candles lit, and the lights were low. It was a very romantic setting. "What's all this?" Said Ryan beaming "I told the house keeper to draw a bath and light some candles. I told her I had a date." "Shit, she did that? God, I wish I had a house keeper, especially one that would allow this." "We pay her, she doesn't ask questions, that's how it goes." With this Brent pulled of his clothes, and beckoned for Ryan to do the same. Ryan stepped into the bath behind Brent. At first they sat on opposite sides of the bathtub. They chatted lightly and Brent seemed quite content that he made Ryan so happy. Soon Ryan rolled up onto the balls of his toes, now crouching in the warm bubbly water. He shuffled forward until he was crouching over Brent's cock. Then he sat down, softly, so not to bend Brent's hardened cock. He sat, and massaged Brent's chest. Brent in turn massaged Ryan, and softly bit his nipples and stroked is stomach. Gradually their lips met and they were again holding each other, entwined, rubbing bodies. Ryan ran his finger through Brent's hair. After about a half an hour of romantic fore-play they stepped from the large tub, and sat nude on a comfortable couch in the corner. They grabbed a towel and dried each other. Then, Brent presented Ryan with some dry clean clothes. They quickly dressed and headed downstairs. There was a table set with piping hot steaks setting on golden plates with mashed potatoes and green beans. Ryan telephoned his mother and told her that he had made plans for dinner. He ate his dinner with Brent. "This is amazing.... it's so good." Said Ryan "Thanks" replied Brent, again beaming that he made Ryan so happy. "Brent, today in the shower... how did you know... how did you work up the courage?" "I've liked you for over a year. In the last few months I've fallen in love with you. I was so intimidated by you, and I thought I had nothing to loose, so I went for it." "Damn good thing you did." Ryan replied. After a delicious meal, and the most romantic night of his life, Ryan kissed Brent good-bye. Brent invited him to come over the next day, Friday, and spend the night. Ryan told him he'd look forward to it. He walked home in the semi darkness, only through the park. The most rewarding day of his like came to a quiet close, as bitter cold quietly swept into the town. As usual, I welcome all comments, good or bad. Email me with anythings at all. Email: SenorJota2006@hotmail.com SN: SenorJota2006