Date: Fri, 19 Apr 2002 00:44:06 -0700 (PDT) From: c z Subject: Monterey Delights-Part 1 Disclaimer- Don't read if you do not want to or will get into trouble. Otherwise, have fun. I looked at my watch as we rounded the curve. It was exactly 4:30 pm on that Friday afternoon as we arrived into Monterey. I was looking forward to the move and seeing the house my Dad had arranged for the family. We had been staying with friends after moving from Long Beach and I was looking forward to having my own room again. I was all of 11 and it was the end of fifth grade. Easter was still a few weeks off and it was interesting to see fog off towards the ocean and the hills towards Carmel, but still be in the sun. I would come to love the sight of the fog rolling over the hills and seemed to imagine it like a huge tidal wave rushing to engulf us. Well to introduce myself, my name is Charlie and I had already been feeling strong feelings towards other boys for many years and was comfortable with this part of myself. Girls were ok and I could get along with them, but it was the look of a boy in his shorts or underwear that really peaked my interest. I found myself looking at the other boys butts and wondering what they might look like under their cloths./ I was not totally possessed with these feelings, but as a youth into puberty and a very vivid imagination and fantasy life, I think I could be forgiven. Well we rolled down past Camino El Estero and going up a short climb, we arrived at the corner house that was to be my new home. It was an off yellow house with two one bedroom apartments over the parking area. We, that is my parents, my sister, and myself, would occupy the main part of the building. Across the street was a neighborhood store that I would work in and run to get stuff as needed for dinner or a snack. Oakgrove was a nice area to live, and being just 4 blocks from the ocean, it was cool to be able to walk on down to the beach. You could hear the barks of the sea lions at night and the amount of seagulls made you wary as you walked when close to the water. The time when we moved was 1980 and Monterey was a big change from living in LA county, but still much bigger from my years living back in Minnesota. I missed my friends and the great gang I hung out with, but it was something I had to move past. Now I would be on the coast, and I was itching to get all settled in so I could explore the area. We unpacked that night, my family and the friends we had stayed at and who were there to help us get all out belongings together and in the right rooms. My room was to be the back one, with one wall on the parking area and the other with the bathroom. I liked it, not real big, but a little private from the rest of the house and with a shelves to put my books and accumulated Star Wars figures and accessories. I had spent my own money to get my main part of the collection. I was proud of it and I had no regrets. I was able to spend hours creating adventures on the characters or new ones as they popped into my head. I also in private set up some sexual peccadilloes that I would not of gone over well with Jerry Farwell and his thugs in the Moral Majority. It took us two days to completely get everything out of the boxes and put away, and I was happy to have a chance to get my bike out and head off by myself. I got along with my sister, but for my own peace of mind, I was glad to get away from her and whining about the move. She missed her friends and had been carrying on all morning. Pedaling down the hill to the main drag along the beach, I made my way down to Fisherman's Wharf and then past it to Cannery Row. At this time, there were still many of the old buildings from the hey day of the 30's and 40's, and the foundations of others were fun to use to explore the tide pools. It was a warm morning and I was fascinated to see all the tourists boys in shorts and I ended up at the arcade that was in Edgewater's. There was also a 1905 carousel that was kinda cool to look at as well. I had some bucks to use for the games, and eye to see what might happen as I perused the kids playing pinball and the arcade games. I plugged in my quarters and had some fun when I looked at this kid that caught my eye. He was about my age, and even with his back turned, there was something about him that held my attention. He was shorter then me, about 4'8, and had dark brown hair worn shoulder length. His shorts were tight against his tush and he did not have much of a tan. Guessed he had not been out in the sun in some time. He had a pretty skinny figure but he held it together. I edged up closer and looked over his shoulder as he played the game, I forget which one now. I was able to see as the game ended and he turned that his eyes were brown and a smirk that seemed to imply he had a side to his that might be mischievous. I nodded to him and smiled, saying " Hi ". He looked at me and if anything, his grin grew. " Howdy. I'm Chris. " " Charlie. Do you hang out here a lot? I'm new here and just exploring. Maybe you can give me some pointers. So besides the arcade here, are there any other spots to have fun? " Chris motioned for me to follow him outside, as it was pretty noisy from all the other games and the carousel. I went after him, taking the time to see his briefs peeking from the waistband of his shorts. I liked to see underwear and he seem to have a cute butt. We leaned against the railing out the main doors and with the lessening of the noise, we could talk better. Chris pushed his hair from his eyes and told me of another arcade up street as well as the roller skate rink. ( remember, this is well before rollerblades folks ) There was also a great park that was just over a bridge from where I lived. Dennis the Menace Park. I was to find out it had helped been designed by Hank Ketchum and were some cool playground stuff to climb on and whirl about. Chris was fooling around while his mom worked and had not been in town long himself. He had moved from Virginia after the breakup of his mom and her Boyfriend and they had come out here to stay with his Mom's best friend. Chris and I got our bikes and rode Ocean View Blvd through Pacific Grove and on down to Lover's Point. I could see sea otters hanging about the kelp bed, seals laying on rocks with the low tide, and sea lions going after the anchovies. Pelicans and seagulls dove into the water or floated with the waves. Over Monterey, you could see the steam stacks of the power plant at Moss Landing or the other edge of the Bay at Santa Cruz. Quite a difference from all the smog and oil islands down in Long Beach. Chris's smile and friendly attitude was also a welcome pleasure. That first day was to be the first step in my life in Monterey, and delights I was to find there with Chris and others. ----------------------------------------------------------- Ok folks, this is my first submission to a web site a story, and I would appreciate any feedback or criticisms that you may have. Like I said, I am not a great writer in any real shape of form, but I have been reading stories for years and thought I would give it a try. I have more to share if there is interest, both with this story and others. Some are based on my own life and others are all in my mind, working their way out if so inclined. Praise me, flame me, or just tell me where I may improve or screwed up. I am more then willing to reply and we can see what the future holds. Email me at cezmail1@yahoo.com. Thanks Charlie