Date: Tue, 25 Jul 2017 16:18:36 -0600 From: Michael Ball Subject: MISSING PIECES CHAPTER 2 Missing Pieces By M.R. Masterson CHAPTER 2 This story is a work of fiction, plain and simple, if it sounds familiar to you, good, that means I kept it real and relatable. IF you are offended by homosexuality, or sexual conduct between people under the age of 18, please do not read further, you will not like what you read. This story is intended for mature audiences only. If you are too young, too sheltered, or live in an area where gay smut or depictions of gay youth is banned, please do not read this. The author is not responsible for your reading habits or tastes. Free Speech Biach. IF YOU HATE WHAT YOU SEE HERE Please go bask in your miserable hater-ness. IF YOU LIKE OR LOVE THIS OR OTHER NIFTY ARCHIVES STORIES AND WANT TO SEE THEM AROUND... D O N A T E So starving artists and starving archivists can continue doing what we do for free. I am a Janitor at my day job and literally sing for my supper at night, then, I write my imaginative smut to escape from that reality. I donate what I can when I can to do my part to keep this awesome stuff alive in this kinky wonderland. ** ** ** ** ** ** Contact Info. authormrmasterson@gmail.com Follow for updates and bonus info and what inspires me : https://www.facebook.com/authormrmasterson *** *** CHAPTER 2 *** *** The next week at school was hard for Jamey for a change. He felt like he was obsessed with something he refused to admit. In gym class he actually excelled more than usual because he was trying to avoid being in his own head, which was the opposite of his default. He was also trying to avoid his eyes being glued to Gage, which called for a hell of a lot of distraction. It was so bizarre that the coach called him into his office. "Denton, you are doing exceptionally well this week, whatever you are doing, keep it up." "I would if I knew how, I'm not really myself right now." He said. Gage was eavesdropping on their conversation, worried his friend was in some kind of trouble, already, his protective side was including Jamey in its sphere of obsession. "Well what did you do different this weekend?" The coach asked. "Umm... just hung out with a new friend." Jamey said shrugging. "Must have been a good influence. Keep this energy up and you might actually pull off a b+ this semester. That will matter more in high school next year, but it's a start. You have the brains to be class valedictorian if you can pull decent grades in Phys. Ed. Add some form of athletics to your transcript, and someone like you could pick any college in the world." "That is an interesting prospect coach, I'll try and stay... well... I'll try and continue what I'm doing." He said, thinking to himself that having a crush on his new friend maybe wasn't a bad thing overall if it was driving him to round out his grades. Gage was perplexed by what he had overheard. Was he actually making a difference just by being a friend to a lonely kid? He certainly didn't mind spending more time with Jamison. He was good looking, smart, and understood people deeper than most kids his age. He had real best friend potential, but Gage didn't have much experience with making or having friends. He just knew he could trust Jamey. Jamey's parents noticed a change too. He was more active, More talkative, even tolerated his siblings a little better. Alice had decided to make cooking lessons with the boys a regular activity.15r5 Wednesday after school, so they walked together from the school to the bakery, which was only 2 blocks distance. The high school was 2 blocks in the other direction, They had a lot of fun, but didn't really have a lot of time to talk. Jamey started cooking more at home, which his father was particularly thankful for due to the variety in their menu. Q One night after cooking lessons, Jamey had gotten bored and sat down at the piano that was in the corner of the bakery. It was a little out of tune, but he played a song he heard his mother playing all the time when no one was around. Alice, Annie, and Gage all stood with their eyes fixed on the boy who everyone described as being a highly functional mute as he sang and played the piano beautifully. Gage whispered to his grandmother "He sounds like an angel when he sings, but he's not in choir class at school." "Laura is a music teacher." Alice said. "I guess his mother passed her talent on to him." She said listening in awe. His mother showed up just then to pick him up and walked in looking around Immediately for the source of the music. He heard the door closed and stopped playing, only to hear applause from the three generations of the Benton clan, and his mother was looking at him with silent pride. "Young man... I am a music teacher. Why in God's name have you, my sweet talented son, never shown me you could sing and play an instrument?" His mother asked flabbergasted. "I learned by watching and listening to you. He said shrugging. "I Didn't think you'd be that surprised." Gage couldn't believe what his new friend was capable of, he could do things he didn't even understand were awesome, and he looked hot as hell doing them. Gage thought to himself 'I have got to lock this friendship down, this guy is a keeper.' Alice saw the way Gage had watched and listened to Jamey as he sang. There was no mistaking the and pride and awe in his eyes. He was falling in love with the boy. Alice managed to get Gage alone one Saturday before their dinner and game night with the Dentons. She had seen Gage looking at the secret drawing that Jamey had given him, and had noticed that something special was happening between the two boys. She was the only One who knew them both well enough to put it together. "You know, I have known the Dentons since Allen Senior was a handsome little devil your age, and there hasn't been a one of them looking nearly as happy as I have seen your friend Jamey lately." They were always quiet and reserved, but Jamey was the quietest and most reclusive of them yet, until that day at the Bakery." She said. "Really? I wonder what made him come out of his shell all of a sudden," Gage said smiling. "You don't fool me for a seccond child. His grandmother said. We both have a gift for reading people. It skips a generation. Here and there which explains your mother's cluelessness when it comes to men who are trouble. I know that look in your eyes, and the look in his. You can fool your parents, fool each other, even yourselves, but when YOU or I see that look on someone else... we know what it means! And you have seen it in your own eyes too in that drawing you keep looking at... I don't even need to guess who drew it, I have seen THAT gift run in families too." Gage looked at his grandma, feeling like he had gravely underestimated the woman. He started backing away "I'm sorry Gram, I didn't mean to feel that way." His eyes were tearing up. "I don't want to be a little Faggot" he said shaking, fearing now that she has found out his secret, another chance at finding a true home here would be ruined. She wasn't angry before, but she was now. "Who called you THAT word?" She demanded. "Rob, when he caught me and Alex kissing... he's right though I am a little faggot. I like Jamey, I want to hold him and kiss him and I want him to fall in love with me." "Don't you ever use that word Gage, you are MY beautiful sweet, special grandbaby and you love someone, that's all that matters, and he loves you too, that isn't hard to see. Be honest with yourself." "There is no shame in loving anyone, especially when you are as scared to let people in as you two are." She grabbed him and hugged him close. "I'd never be mad at you for how you feel, I could only hope your mother feels that way about somebody again some day." "I don't even understand it Gram, it is too new." Gage said. "Sometimes I forget you are as young as you are because you aren't a child at heart most of the time. You are an old soul in a young body. So is Jamison. I think your brain will catch up to your heart soon enough though." She said. "Now, there is one thing you have to do. It is what is hardest for YOU to do Gage. You need to trust your new friend enough to tell him something you haven't even told your mama. If you can do that, he will respond to that open honesty, and you will know everything you need to know." She said. "Bottom line is... you live honestly, or you die a miserable liar. There is no third way life plays out. My brother died a lonely man with nobody to claim him because he pushed away everyone who might learn his secret. We didn't know for 3 weeks that he had even passed away." "Do you understand what you gotta do?" "Yes, I'm still scared he won't like me if I tell him, but I guess I have to find out." "Okay, now I will keep this between us for now, I promise I won't tell anyone anything they don't already know." She said hugging him. **. **. **. **. **. **. **. **. **. **. **. Saturday night the two families got together as planned, the boys ate fast so they could get some time without adults. Both of them were eager to talk to each other alone and figure out where they stood. Jamie couldn't keep hiding his attraction to Gage, he would be caught staring at him longingly sooner or later. He had to find out one way or the other if there was any chance. Once in his room, which was in the basement as opposed to upstairs with the other rooms, along with a separate bathroom, living, room, and the utility room, Jamison Spoke first. "Gage, I am a happy you moved here, you and your family make me feel like somebody I want to be. I don't feel stuck in my own head around you. I thought you seemed sad and depressed before at school, but maybe I was wrong, you don't seem that way to me now that I know you. You make me happier than I have ever been and there is a reason for that..." "Jamison, before you say anything... I need to tell you why I WAS actually sad and depressed before you and your dad came into Grams Bakery. I trust you, I think you will understand." "I am not supposed to talk about why my mom left my stepdad in such a hurry... but I know you won't tell anyone." "He caught me and his son, Alex, my stepbrother kissing each other in my bedroom with our shirts off, and our hands down each other's underwear. Jamison knew there was more to the story, and in order to listen to it properly he had to change positions because he had a comfort issue in the front of his pants already. "We wanted to try it because neither of us was into girls. We started with one little kiss, and then took our shorts off. Then we touched each other and hugged with no just out underwear on, and that made us both hard, so we kissed and felt each other all over. He was 15, I was only 13 so he probably should have made me stop before it went further, but neither of us were thinking with our brains." Jamison was thinking that his own brain was going to start shutting off any minute, and then Gage would Jace another story to tell. "Rob my stepdad came into the room grabbed me by the arm and pulled me away from Alex, he called me a filthy little faggot and told me to stay the fuck away from his son, and kicked me on the way out the door, that's how my leg got broken." Jamey got really angry, even though there was nothing he could do he still wanted to protect his friend from something that had already happened. "I didn't tell Mom, I said that I fell off my bike, but I think she knew something was wrong because Alex and I wouldn't even talk to each other if Rob was around, and we were pretty close before. When Rob was home we went to opposite ends of the house. After week of that I think Alex may have told her something but I don't know what. She left a note on the table, and we got in the car with what we could fit and were gone. Mom still doesn't know what happened, at least I don't think Alex would tell her the details, and I didn't. Before we left I heard her tell Alex she didn't need to know exactly what had happened but she knew it involved the two of us and Ron, and that something wasn't right, and if Alex needed help to call her lawyer and he would make sure he was safe. She hugged him, and thanked him for being a good brother to me, and told him she loved him but she didn't know how to fix things, she didn't trust having me in the same house with Rob. She let us say goodbye, and we both just stood there not even able to say anything. Just with..." he pointed to the picture Jamey had drawn, which was fairly wrinkled now because he carried it with him most of the time. "The opposite of that look... that's how we both felt about everything, sad, and hurt and sick. "She had her lawyer give Ron the papers, and he didn't take any unnecessary time sending them back." "That's why I was so depressed, bit that was before I knew you. YOU make me feel like this is home, Jamey, and your parents do the same for my Mom, I know it." Gage was quiet after telling his story. Jamey went over it in his head and looked at Gage, at how sad it made him to think about it. Gage was putting on the tough face he'd gotten used to, but Jamey couldn't. He hugged Gage again, this time with all the strength he had, and ignored the embarrassing feelings his body was having, the ones in his heart were more important. Before he let him go he kissed him softly on the lips which made him push away and retreat across the room out of reflex because of the last time he'd felt that. It wasn't a planned move, but kind of a PTSD type reaction. It really hurt Jamey that he had acted scared tough, and Gage wished he could undo it the minute he saw the look in Jamey's eyes. "Sorry" Jayme said, "I am so weird, I didn't mean to scare you, I was just thinking that... any boy would be lucky to kiss you, because I wanted to... and then I did it without thinking. I'm sorry, I never had a real friend before, I fucked up. After hearing that story, I should have known you are scared to have that happen again, but I felt sad about what happened to you, you deserve better, I kind of wanted to kiss you for a long time and I just got caught in the moment." He turned away from Gage with tears in his eyes. "You ARE weird dude...really weird." Gage said feigning disgust and outrage. "But I fucking like weird." He said. Walking over to Jamey and putting a hand on his shoulder. Jamey hadn't registered what he had said, he was still prepared for him to run out the door and never look back. "Look at me." Gage said. "I said I LIKE you, AND all of your weirdness... I wasn't really scared, I just reacted... I don't know, kind of a flashback. You didn't do anything wrong!" "Really?" He asked "You aren't freaked out?" Jamey asked. "Hell yeah I am freaked out, because I have wanted you to kiss me for eeks and it finally happened. You didn't fuck up... unless you DIDN'T like kissing me... then we have a problem." Gran was right, the minute Gage was done pouring his heart out, Jamison had shown him all he needed to know. Gage was still Soaring on the high from that first kiss, it was the sign he was looking for, and it had said more than any words. Jamey looked up at him "Wait...what just happened?" "You kissed a boy, and HE liked it." Gage said attempting to break through his disbelief. "Are you sure? Don't mess with me Gage. I need to know if this is a one time thing or if you are... interested in seeing where it goes." Jamey said. The pleading look in his eyes was precious. "Let's see..." Gage said as he grabbed Jamey and kissed him passionately, and then held him in his arms. "Holy shit." Jamey said having to adjust his pants. Gage said "See, can't deny that!" pointing to his own bulge, laughing. "Yes, Jamey, I want to see where this goes, you are awesome and sweet and I want to see if we can be something more than just friends" Gage said. I like you THAT way. "Am I having the best fucking dream ever, or is this actually happening?" Jamison asked as his eyes got really big, he lost all control of his body as he found himself reaching out and feeling Gage's bulging crotch with his left hand. "Does my boner feel real enough to you?" Gage said teasing, and kissing Jamey on the lips again, just a peck, he was feeling brave. "Too fucking REAL" Jamey said stumbling back a bit. As the realization hit him like a ton of bricks. "Woah... don't have a heart attack on me dude,... I'd never kiss a boy again if that happened." Gage said, only half joking. "I... I am Gay, apparently I hadn't been so sure of that, but like you said... can't deny that!" Jamey said gesturing to his boner." He started laughing so hard he had to grab onto Gage to stay on his feet. Gage was grinning so big he didn't even look like himself anymore. Jamey took a mental snapshot of that smile so he could draw it later, then thought of some other things he'd like to mentally snap shot, but figured that they should save some mystery for after they actually had a date. His mind was spinning around all of the new events and realizations. `What about a date? The first few kisses and groping his crotch came first... oh... if I think about that I'll never be able to walk away... we are doing this all backward' Gage was trying to figure out what was going through Jamey's spinning head, he hadn't had time to process anything the first time around when he'd experimented with a guy, and that was purely physical, this was more, he thought. He liked Jamey, he wanted something real here. "Shit... do you... like... want to go on a date or something?" Jamey Shrugging awkwardly. "Well... you already met the family, and I told you my most heart wrenching secret, we had our first three kisses, and you grabbed my crotch. What exactly is a date worth after all of that?" He asked. Shrugging. And grinning even wider trying not to laugh. "Dude, we are in your bedroom... alone." "So we did things a little backward." Jamey said, his eyes wandering to the still prominent bulge in Gage's pants. "Damn, dude, you have to go home soon, and we can't walk out of here like this." he said gesturing to their crotches. They looked at each other for a second, then had wordlessly decided what needed to happen. They sat on the floor side by side leaned up with their against the bedroom door just in case, and whipped out their hard young erections and started jerking off as they kissed each other. Gage made a snap decision to lean down and start sucking on the head of Jamey's throbbing penis, taking his friend's warm load in his mouth just as he started to shoot. Then he kissed him passionately teasing him with tongue... but not trying to go TOO far just yet. He wanted to make this new feeling last. Gage stood up jerking his cock in front of Jayme's face, Jayme opened his mouth in Time to catch some of the warm gift as it plastered his face and neck he craned his neck forward to suckle the last bit of precious boy-cream out of Gage's cock, and he wanted to keep sucking but he knew it would be too sensitive so he let it go. Gage sat back down next to Jamey and kissed him. For a while as they tasted their cum in each other's mouths. They both panicked as they heard footsteps coming down the stairs trying to get rid of evidence, Gage licked some of his own load off of Jamey's face. Luckily there was only a knock at the door, and voice. It was Alice. "Gage, your mother is ready to go home." She said. "Ok Gram" both boys said in unison. Laughing hysterically as soon as they heard the door to the stairwell shut. They finished cleaning themselves up, and kissed a few more times. "See you at school tomorrow, dickbreath." Gage joked. "Yeah see ya in the boys room before class, my Knob Gobbling Jizz junkie." Jamey shot back. "And I thought we were proper gentlemen?" Gage said. "We are when we are thinking with the other heads." Jamey said. They both laughed hysterically again before heading upstairs. "So, what do I call you now, friend, boyfriend?" Jamey asked seriously before they were halfway up the stairs. "Call me whatever you want as long as you can me yours...because you are stuck with me now." Gage said. "Fuck... that's hot... you go upstairs... I can't now.... Good luck.". Jamey said retreating awkwardly, jumping in the down stairs shower. As he felt the warm water running over his entire body, he imagined what it would be like to hold Gage in his arms naked, it made him feel so good that he jerked off again in the shower and then went to bed feeling so warm and ecstatic he could swear he was in heaven as he drifted of to deep peaceful sleep. Gage was feeling the same way as he held and extra pillow close to his chest and pretended it was his Jamey. He wanted to hold him like that so bad. Neither of them doubted that they were falling in love. ** ** ** ** ** ** End Chapter 4. Note From the author: When I was 14 myself, reading stories like these inspired me and saved my life as a lonely gay boy. That is why I am adding to the world of Nifty archives. This is a story of a growing love that is life-changing. My own love story didn't begin until I was 18, but I love to think that my teen years would have been better with someone by my side who loved and understood me. >From one former lonely gay boy, to all of us out there who are still lonely, or who remember what it was like. You aren't alone, you just haven't found arms to hold you yet, but they are out there. Contact the Author: authormrmasterson@gmail.com Follow on Facebook for updates and bonus info: https://www.facebook.com/authormrmasterson