Date: Sat, 4 May 2013 02:38:36 -0500
From: Miles Popper <milespopper@gmail.com>
Subject: Luke and Collin 3

Warning: This story will eventually contain sexual encounters between
minors. If this offends you or is illegal where you are, then don't read
it.

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So, it's been more than a few days since I published the last chapter.
Obviously, I stopped writing it for quite a while, but I decided I wanted
to finish the story. I apologize to anyone who read the first two chapters
when they were originally published, and welcome new readers. I hope you
enjoy.

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				 Chapter 3
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It was finally Monday, and I was kind of terrified. Don't get me wrong, I
was super excited to get to spend some time with Collin outside of school,
but I was scared that someone was going to find out I was doing it. The
comment he had made about his mom not being home was what really got to
me. How was she going to feel if she came home to a random older kid in her
house with her son?

These things were bugging me pretty much all day, but I just tried to
dismiss them. It's not like Collin and I were going to be doing anything we
weren't supposed to, and they had said that his mom wasn't around that much
anyway.

I sat down for the beginning of my last hour class, really getting
apprehensive now and trying to think of what I was going to do with Collin
at his house. The teacher started his lesson, and I tried to pay
attention. That didn't last long, though, as my mind started to drift off
with thoughts of Collin. I thought about what he looked like under that
hoodie he had been wearing. He was a slim, cute 11 year old, and all I
could do was imagine what he looked like...

"...Luke?" I heard my teacher call. That was just fantastic, because I had
absolutely no idea what he had been talking about. I just sort of stared at
him, indicating that I had no idea what he was talking about.

"Pay attention next time," he said, moving on to another person to get the
answer to his question.

I tried to pay attention for the rest of the class period, and that made
the class drag on even more than it had before. Eventually, though, the
class period ended, and I made my way out of the school as fast as
possible. I got to my car, and started the trek to Collin's house, which
was a little difficult considering I had never been there before and I was
going just based off his directions. I knew I had quite a bit of time,
though, because there was no way his bus was going to get there very
quickly.

Eventually, after working out his directions and making my way across town,
I pulled up to a pretty nice looking one-story house. I hadn't really been
expecting anything this nice after what I had been told about his home
situation. However, now that I thought about it, he did say that his dad
sent them money all the time, so I guess they had just put it to good use.

I didn't really know if he had made it home before me or not, and I was
kind of nervous about going to knock on the door for some reason. Luckily,
I didn't have to contemplate this for very long, because his bus pulled
around the corner and stopped up the street. A few kids got off the bus,
and I had to identity Collin by his amazing hair instead of the hoodie that
I had seen him in, because he was wearing a different one. It was a nice
bright blue this time, and I think he may have looked better in this one
than he did normally, if that was even possible. I just stared at him as he
walked down the street toward his house, lugging his backpack along with
him. I think he knew that it was me in the car, because he was smiling in
my direction. Once he was close enough, I opened my door and stepped out of
my car, waving at him as I did so.

"Hey, buddy," I greeted him, and then walked to meet him at the beginning
of the walkway leading up to his house.

He replied with a simple, "Hi." I reached around to pat him on the opposite
shoulder. Well, it was supposed to be a shoulder pat anyway, but it turned
into more of a short neck/shoulder rub that I felt was really awkward, but
probably wasn't. I glanced down at him to see how he was reacting to it,
and he still just kind of had a smile on his face, so I felt alright about
it.

"How was your day?" I asked him, trying to start a conversation as we
walked toward his front door.

"It was alright. Pretty boring, but at least I got to look forward to you
coming over," he said, glancing up at me.

"Aw, that's nice. I was looking forward to coming over too. Hopefully this
will be more fun than school."

"I'm sure it will be," he said, taking out a key as we arrived at the
door. He got the door open and we made our way inside.

"I'm going to go put this in my room," he told me, pointing at the backpack
he still had on his shoulders. Then he pointed to the left and said,
"That's the living room, you can go ahead in there if you want."

"Sure thing," I replied, and then walked into the living room as he went
down the hallway to his room. The inside of the house wasn't bad looking
either, they had a nice couch, a few chairs, and an entertainment system in
the living room. I decided to take a seat on the couch because it looked
pretty comfortable.

I only had to wait for a few seconds before he came into the room. He had
taken the hoodie off while he was back in his room, and now he was just
wearing a white T-shirt. This gave me a better look at his body than I had
before, but it still wasn't quite the view that I really wanted.

He sat down on the other end of the couch and was rolling his shoulders in
what appeared to be slight discomfort. "Man, that backpack can really start
to hurt when you carry it for a while. So, are we still going to watch
Mythbusters?"

"Yeah, sure, we can do whatever," I answered, starting to imagine how nice
it would be to just give him a rub down.

"Alright, " he said, and then got up to grab the remote. He then plopped
back down in his spot and turned on the TV. "I have a lot of the episodes
saved."

He navigated through the TV's menu and selected an episode, and we began to
watch it in silence. After a few minutes, I noticed that he was using one
of his hands to rub his opposite shoulder.

"Does your back hurt that bad?" I asked, pouncing on my second opportunity,
"I could give you a back rub if you want."

Well, if he said yes to that question, then that was definitely going to
involve more touching than I was allowed to do. Who was I kidding, though?
At that moment, I wasn't really thinking about what I was and wasn't
supposed to do.

"Yeah, that would be awesome," he said.

I was going to get up and stand behind the couch to do it, but before I
could do much more than move, he stood up and came over to me. "You wanna
scoot back a bit?" he asked.

I scooted back enough that my butt was against the back of the was against,
and I spread my legs a bit. He sat down right between them, putting his
butt pretty close to my crotch. I could tell that this situation was not
going to end well as far as the flaccidity of my dick was concerned, but I
put my hands of his shoulders anyway. I used my thumbs to start massaging
his back.

I wasn't even watching the show any more at this point, I was entertained
enough being able to feel this amazing boy that was sitting in between my
legs. I moved my hands, and stated rubbing the middle of his upper back
with my palms. I didn't know if he wanted me to go down any further or not,
but I wasn't going to push my luck.

"Thanks, that feels really good," he said. He was moving his shoulders a
little now as I was massaging them, so I felt like I was doing a pretty
good job.

"No problem," I said. Then I moved my hands up to his neck and rubbed a
little. He tensed up a little when I did that, and I wasn't sure it was
because it felt good or because it was weird. Either way, I dropped my
hands back down to his back.

"You should tell me something about yourself," he said.

That caught me of guard a bit, so I asked, "Like what?"

"I don't know. I've only known you for a few days, just tell me anything."

"Well...my favorite color is orange," I answered, smiling a bit.

"Oh, mine is red," he said, and then after a short pause, "Do you have a
girlfriend?"

I wasn't really expecting a question like that, but I answered
anyway. "Nope."

"Ya, neither do I," he told me. I thought that was kind of cute. It's not
like I was really expecting him to have a girlfriend at that age.

Then he caught me off guard again, "Do you...like girls?"

"Uhh..." I stammered. I had a bit of a decision to make now. I could lie to
him so that nothing would be awkward, or I could tell him the truth and
risk him not taking it well. Considering I wouldn't even bring my hands
below his upper back during this back rub for fear of it being awkward, I
was probably going to lie to him.

"Sorry," he said before I could even answer, "you don't have to answer that
if you don't want."

"It's okay." I had decided to answer his question with a lie, but I wasn't
going to be a total pussy during this encounter. So, before I said anything
else, I slid my my hands down his back a little, and then around to his
sides, just below his armpits. He jumped a little and giggled when I did
that, I assume because he was ticklish.

"I do like girls," I answered, finally, as I slid my hands down his sides
slowly. I was going to be thinking about this later and be pretty pissed
off at myself, but right now I was in the moment and I wasn't thinking
about anything but Collin. I felt his slim body glide beneath my hands, a
thin shirt the only thing seperating his skin from my fingertips. I felt
his ribcage change to his abdomen, and eventually I had to stop just above
his hips.

He moved back a bit and rested his hands on my knees. While this normally
would have been awesome, it was currently creating a problem, because
during all of this back massaging, my dick had gotten pretty hard and was
now jutting from my pants. I was planning on trying to conceal it when we
were done, but Collin had scooted back right into it. I didn't really have
any idea if he could feel it, either.

"Are you sure?" he asked. 'Crap', is all I could think. That obviously
meant he could feel it...or maybe he was just asking. I was pretty much
questioning everything, and I was starting to freak out.

"Yeah. Why?" I said, and then made an attempt to put a little space between
my dick and his back. I also took my hands off and him and, without even
waiting for him to answer my other question, asked, "Is that good?"

"Aw. Yeah, I guess, it was starting to feel really good though," he
answered as he stood up and turned around with that smile on his face that
I was beginning to like more and more. Well, I guess that meant he probably
didn't feel my boner, or he would have been a little more weirded out.

"Well, I guess I'm pretty good," I said sarcastically as I brought my legs
together to try to hide my dick. "Anyway, I should probably get going. I
have homework to do and stuff."

"Alright. Are you still coming to my school this week?" he asked.

"Yeah, and hopefully every week after that." I said, and then tousled his
hair for the second time ever, and it was just as great as the first
time.Then I got up and walked to the door with him by my side, trying to
adjust myself.

Before I could get out the door, he rapped me up from behind in a big
hug. "Bye," was all he said.

I turned around and embraced him in return, and said bye also. Then I
pulled away and walked out the door. I walked slowly back to my car and got
in, where I sat for a while and just stared out the windshield.

God, he was just awesome, and I liked him so much. Unfortunately, it was
just too weird. What if I got in a situation where I had an opportunity to
do more than just rub his back? There was no way I could take advantage of
him, because I would never forgive myself afterward. I guess I would find
out what would happen pretty soon, because I knew he was going to invite me
over again when I met him later in the week, and I knew I was going to say
yes.
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