Date: Sun, 28 Nov 2004 09:20:22 -0500
From: ThaArkitek@netscape.net
Subject: My Life: Chapter 1- How It Started

G'day...

This story is a more in depth version of a true story i've written before,
Chapter 1 of "Intimate Friendships". It's about my relationship with the
person that means more to me than anyone i've ever met, I love this person
more than my own mother! He is the backbone of my life, without him, life
would not be worth living.

I would like to thank 'Dwedno' for being a great inspiration for me, and
helping me through the times where life was pretty bumpy. Also, i would
like to thank the readers of the story ahead of reading for enduring this
story and I hope you enjoy this. It was not an easy thing to start, and as
always, will not be an easy thing to end (Unlike my dispicable story "Brad
& Ty" and that ending..ugh).

Please visit the website I designed for my good friend Dwedno,
http://dwedno1.tripod.com/, this website is not full finished yet, but I
hope to have it done in a week or so.

The usual disclaimers apply with this story, although there will be less
sex and more love, I will tell you that before you get started.

This story involves sex between minors, if it is illegal, or this type of
story is against your moral values, please leave this page and find
something in the adult section. I will not be liable for any objections,
etc, you may have towards this story, so by reading forth, you are agreeing
upon my terms.

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And so, with out further ado, the story begins....

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My Life
Chapter 1: How It Started.

Hmmm... another boring day at the cricket. Man... i hate cricket! Why am I
here? Well... if it wasn't for Luke, i wouldn't be! Im such a sucker, I
would walk over hot coals for that kid. To put it simply, im head over
heels in love with Luke. But see, the thing is, not only is Luke only the
best thing since sliced bread... he has baggage, i mean MAJOR! Between the
alcoholic Mum, who smokes pot in between each sip of wine, while she's not
trying to jump into bed with her 9 year old son and feel him up, there's
Luke's older brother... my former best friend, former being the word to
look out for there! The one who forced his little brother to 69 with
him. See, since i was about 12, maybe 13 and Luke was then around 10 years
old, Luke and I have had this thing going. It first started when we were in
my backyard playing in a trailor and he asked if I wanted to see his
peter. Well, 13 year olds and sex are a natural mixture... so hormones
pushing me, I took Luke into the caravan, not 15 feet away.

The story of the caravan is, it belonged to my Nana, and the old scrag had
owned this piece of shit since, like, forever! And well, she was getting
too old to use it anymore, so she asked my Mum to sell it, of course
keeping it in our backyard until it sold... psscchhttt! Anyway, inside this
caravan, as you walked in, there was these sorta of bunk beds to the left ,
right in front was the little mini fridge, a counter with an old
t.v. sitting on top of it and above that the cupboards to store all the
food and such. To the right, there was a table, with padded seating that
followed along the wall. Just beyond that was a seperator, that seperated
(surprise, surprise) the main 'quarters' from the bedroom. Inside that
bedroom was a twinsize bed, with old musty smellying sheets and pillows, in
front and to the right a little was a big mirror.

As we walked in, I double checked that nobody saw us go in there, then
locked the door from the inside. Luke leading the way, I followed him into
the bedroom and we just sort of sat on the edge of the bed, not really sure
of what to do next.

"Well....um... go on then...?" I stammered, sort of embarrased now.

"Okay," Luke said, with that child-like innocence that made him so
great. Before now, I had never really thought about a guy in a way which
would be considered, by people who understand the word, to be rather
gay. But as he stood and slowly removed his top, sliding it up over his
smooth skin, and over his head, which on front, produced one of the cutest
little faces you will ever see, black hair... yes black... as night! Those
green eyes, so big and beautiful they could light up a whole room. That
perfect litlle button nose, that some people dream about nuzzling! And that
big smile, with his slightly ajar front teeth, gazing its bright white
gleam across the interior of the caravan. The bone structure in his face is
something people write about, and fantasize about, and here I was, a couple
of feet away from this adonis of a boy.

Slipping his thumbs under the waistband of his baggy little shorts, a quick
glance at me to make sure I was watching (ha!), the angel slowly snaked his
shorts down, across his thighs, over his knees, down his legs, then letting
them drop, stepping out of them. Now he stood in only his baby blue
coloured underwear, the one thing that separated his little love pole from
the grasp of damp, musty air that surrounded us. Hands on his hips, looking
at his older friend staring his body with near desperation, Luke smiled,
thinking how something so simple could enthral the older boy, the one he
looked up to, the one who he now seemed to have control over with the sight
of his own skin!

A couple minutes had past, as I looked over into Lukes eyes, pleading with
my own eyes for him to continue, for me to see the secret, to uncover the
jewels, I was Indiana Jones, and this was my adventure!

"You do it." He smirked at me, that cute smile creating a tingling feeling
run down my spine, I slowly reached over, not sure, I don't know what I
wasn't sure of. Maybe it was that he might have been just joking, maybe it
was fear, fear of getting caught, fear of him maybe even telling somebody
that I had stared at his body with such lust? I don't know, but that didn't
stop me. Yes, i reached out, I hooked my pointer fingers under those blue
undies, I brought my face closer, slightly sniffing at his underwear. That
smell! Oh, if you've ever had the pleasure of smelling that sweet, boy
sweat smell that boys get in their groin area, you know the heaven it
brings you, it's intoxicating, it's like it should be some illegal drug
that rushes through your brain and sends you into sensory overload! Until
this day, I still love to smell the boxers he wears after a day of running
around, especially in this hot summer we are having!

Using my pointer fingers on each hand, I hooked them under the waist band
of his tented out, baby blue coloured underwear, slowly slipping them down,
like he did with his shorts, past his thighs, across his knees, letting him
kick them off as they dropped to his feet. There he was, in all his glory,
stark naked in front of me, in front of my face, his 2 inch hard peter, the
smell oven more powerful now, almost knocking me over. I looked up into his
eyes above me, he was looking down on me like an angel from heaven with
this smile of his face that made my heart thump. I can still remember that
smile, and the extreme warmness that enveloped my body as I stared into his
eyes. And although I didn't realise it until i was 16 years old, this was
the day I fell in love with that boy. The first day, that in the future,
would make me realise I would give my life for this boy, give my life, for
my Luke.

"Boys! BOYS?! WHERE ARE YOU?" My mother screamed from the backdoor of the
house. Quickly pulling his clothes back on, I walked out of the caravan and
yelled out to Mum, "We were just playing in the caravan Mum!"

"I told you to stay out of there, get back in the house now, where's Luke?"

"He's just ge.... He's here Mum!" I nearly fumbled as Luke stepped out of
the caravan door, fully dressed, shorts on backwards. Whether Mum noticed,
I will never know, but it's possible she didnt seeing as we have a large
back yard and the caravan is the furthest it can get from the house. After
that, Luke and I didn't risk that again that day, so we went back to
playing around the backyard, having fun like normal kids.

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Stay tuned for the next chapter, which I will upload as soon as I finish
writing it, that is if I get a good response about this chapter.

You can email me at thaarkitek@netscape.net
Thanks for reading.
http://dwedno1.tripod.com/