Date: Tue, 31 Aug 2004 21:56:30 -0400
From: Jay Kool <jaykool74@hotmail.com>
Subject: My So Called Life - Chapter 7

"My So Called Life" -- Chapter Six by Jay Kool (jaykool74@hotmail.com)

	Christmas break was finally here and I would have the next few
weeks off from school to relax.  My mother still had to rescue from the
occasional trouble I seemed to get into at school, but she seemed to
understand how tough everything was for me.  She still disciplined me by
grounding me and lecturing me.  She told me that she would make a good man
out of me yet, I doubted that but kept my mouth shut.  I never talked back
to my parents in my whole life; I was and still am pretty timid trying to
avoid conflict by any means possible.
	My mother is planning on taking me Christmas shopping tomorrow and
I told her not to bother that I didn't want anything for Christmas other
than her and my dad to get back together.  I told her that I wouldn't talk
to him unless he came back and was part of our family.  She told me that I
was going to have to be very quiet for the next two weeks I was spending in
Chicago with him.  I told her I might run away with a serious look on my
face joking with her when I thought she was going to have a conniption.  I
had to jump in and tell her that I was just pulling her leg and that the
only place I would run to would be back here at home.  Needless to say I
was sent to my room to think about what I said and I wasn't allowed to come
out until I apologized.  After she got over her initial anger she came up
and lectured me that some things were not funny to joke about.  That I
running away would be too hard for her to take and it would probably cause
her a mental breakdown.  I almost told her that I considered suicide
earlier in the year, but decided that it wasn't the right time.  I didn't
want to turn her into a nut case, I apologized.  I admit that I wasn't
really sorry about what I said as much as I couldn't stand to cause her
pain.
	David is still single and we haven't discussed his sexuality since
the day that we dry humped each other.  I feel so stupid for the way I
reacted to him and wish I could have told him in words that I was gay and
that I loved him, but I acted like a weakling as usual.  He and I are
getting along great as friends even though he tends to try and keep his
distance a little from me.
	My next closest friend is Jason, his humor tends to send me into a
fit of giggles and he is very cute.  I'm not sure how he'd react to finding
out that I was gay and I wasn't ready to tell the world yet.  We aren't
nearly as close as Dave and I, but we are growing closer.  I guess Jason is
the other boy in school that I'm attracted to, but he isn't my first choice
but he is far from last.
	I told Dave and the gang earlier at school that I had to go to
Chicago to spend the break with my dad; most of them thought it was cool
until they noticed that I was glaring at them.  Then they remembered that
my dad and I didn't get along.  Jason and Dave tried to make the best of my
trip, but there was nothing that they could say to cheer me up.  My holiday
was going to suck; I wasn't going to be with my mother or my friends I made
in Bloomington.  The only good thing about going back to Chicago is that I
could arrange to see my old friends from my old school.  I was going to
Chicago whether I liked it or not and there was no way to stop it from
happening short of dying.
	The rest of the night was uneventful and I went to bed early, I was
pretty tired from first quarter exams even thought I didn't study that
hard.  It seemed like everyone at school was surprised at how high my
grades were going into the finals, everyone figured that my daydreaming
would have serious repercussions on my grades.  Once again no one ever told
them that I covered all of the material two years ago and I didn't need to
pay attention to get good grades at this point.  I think my mother was
catching on that I wasn't challenged enough at school but let it go since I
was having a "rough" time adjusting to Bloomington and the divorce.  I
guess she forgot about my being gay in a very straight laced suburban area.
	The next morning, my mother woke me up to get ready to go Christmas
shopping.  I had to buy a present for my dad, my mom, and my friends at
school.  She told me that I could go over today to Dave's Christmas party
if I behaved myself and acted like a gentleman today.  My face was
plastered with a stupid smile most of the day for the first time since I
was a young kid.  All of the woman in the stores thought that it was cute
and all figured I was about nine or ten years old.  I always looked young
for my age because I was so small.  All of the girls and woman thought I
was so cute, but where were the boys that thought I was so cute.  Why
couldn't I find a cute gay boyfriend to share my life with?  I guess this
thought made my grin disappear and my mother asked me what was wrong?  I
replied that nothing was wrong and tried to play the happy and well
adjusted boy that my mother desired.
	After we spent an eternity shopping for clothes, which I don't mind
doing when I'm not with my mother, we started shopping for gifts on my
list.  I bought my dad a tie pin that was made out of sliver with his
initials engraved in it, it was actually my mother's idea and I just went
along with the flow.  She then let me pick out her present by leaving me
alone for a while; I bought her a bottle of her favorite perfume that I
noticed was getting low when I looked around in her bathroom.  I know it's
not nice to invade anyone's privacy but I had no clue what to buy her.
	I desperately wanted to buy Dave a ring or necklace that would
reflect our undying love for each other, but I thought that he wouldn't
like that too well.  I ended up finding a retailer that carried necklaces
like the one from California that Dave liked and bought him one that was
blue and silver, blue was his favorite color.  I also thought that he would
look the cutest in blue also.  I bought my other friends moderately priced
video games.
	I finally finished my shopping and noticed that my mother had
purchased a few items for some of my aunts and uncles as well as my
grandparents.  She was planning on flying down to Florida to spent it with
her family; normally my family would celebrate Christmas in Chicago with
friends and any family members that would visit.  This year was going to be
so different.  It was going to be eerie to be in Chicago for Christmas
without my mother, we've grown so much closer since we've left.  My mother
kept telling me how good it will be for me to spend some quality time with
my father; I would prefer to spend Christmas alone than with him and the
tramp he shacked up with.  I guess you could say I'm bitter about the
situation and no I wouldn't deny it either.  I didn't want to meet her, I
didn't want to like her and I didn't want her as part of my family.
	If it hadn't been for my mother's prodding me into Christmas
shopping, I probably would've made the Grinch and Scrooge proud this year.
It's not that I'm cheap but I can't stand shopping for someone who doesn't
want me or my mother.  Sure he's called and tried to apologize to my deaf
ears, but words don't make up for actions.  My mother wants me to be happy
and nice like the divorce never happened when my dad calls, but there is no
way I'm letting him off of the hook.  I still mean every word I said to him
the day he left.  My mother keeps reminding me that I'll regret the hurtful
words I say today to my father and I tell her that I'm only telling him
what he deserves to hear.
	Since we were at the mall my mother decided that I needed a haircut
since my hair was down below my shoulders.  Normally I refused to let it
get cut and normally I win.  After going back and forth over cuts I decided
to get my hair spiked but only after I saw a totally hot guy with that same
hair cut with my basic face shape.  After they were done cutting my hair,
my mother told me that I would have to fight the girls off with a stick.  I
decided to be brave and asked her if I could get an ear pierced, apparently
not in this lifetime.  She told me that it was a barbaric custom and asked
why I wanted to destroy my body.  I told her because I had nothing better
to do with it and I received the evil eye, so I shut up so I could go to
Dave's party later today.
	We finally get home from the mall and I put the gifts I bought in
my closet and take a shower to get ready for Dave's party.  I take my time
getting ready, trying to look perfect; maybe he'll kiss me under the
missile toe.  A boy can only hope.  I wear a shirt that Dave has repeatedly
complimented with a pair of jeans that look best on my scrawny butt and the
necklace from California.  I also wear one of the rings I bought at the
mall that I thought was really cool and a spray of cologne that my dad
forgot called Polo Sport.  It smells really sexy; at least that's what I
think.  I then gelled my hair to make it nice and spiky for the first time.
I think I like my new haircut much better than my old...  if anyone tries
to mess with me I'll just stab them with my hair I laughed to myself.  Yes
I'm still a geek as always.
	I went downstairs to leave and my mother asked who I was trying to
impress when she realized that it was David and tried to change the
subject.  I guess she didn't want a repeat of the time David and I made
out.  She dropped me off telling me that she would pick me up at 9:00PM
when Dave came out asking if I could spend the night.  My mother was going
to say no, when I gave her the saddest puppy dog eyes I could muster.
She's such a softy she let me stay telling me that she would be picking me
up at nine in the morning then.  She said she'd be back with clothes and
Dave told her not to worry that I could borrow some of his little brother's
clothes, who is about my size.
	Dave and I entered into his house to meet up with Alex, Jason, Jim
and a few of his other friends, some of his cousins and other family
members.  The gift exchanging went well; I wasn't going to open the gifts I
received until I was convinced that I had to open them immediately.  I
received some cool games from my friends; I honestly wasn't worried about
getting anything but accepted the gifts gratefully.  Dave loved the
necklace I bought him and immediately put it on.  I was so glad that he
liked my gift.
	We all had fun and the party broke up with his cousins leaving and
taking his little brother.  My other friends left, leaving Dave, his
parents and I alone.  Dave and I went up to his room teasing each other and
playing like boys normally do.  When we got in his room he tackled me on
the floor and pinned me pretty quickly, his size and strength easily helped
him out match me.  I could feel that he was hard like I was when he was
laying on top of me but I refused to make a move.  My break was going to be
hard enough without David breaking my heart again.
	We stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity
before I had to look away when the tears started to well up in my eyes.  I
can't believe I was going to cry like a sissy the first time I ever spend
the night over at Dave's house.  "Ty what's wrong?  Am I hurting you?" Dave
asked as he still had me pinned.  I barely shook my head no to tell him
that it wasn't him.  He slowly got up off of me and helped me up to his
bed.  "Ty talk to me, aren't we pretty good friends?"
	"I just don't want my heart to get broken again..."  I barely
whispered in a whimpering tone still crying.  "I just don't know if I could
stand the pain again..."  The tears were streaking down my face pretty good
at this point when David hugged me.  I kissed him softly on the neck; it
was more of a reaction than a planned moment.  He kissed me on my forehead,
like one does a child.
	"Ty, it's been three months since you asked me if I was gay.  Ty I
love you and I would do anything to be there for you for the rest of your
life.  I'm sorry it took me a while to realize it, but I'm gay and I want
to be your boyfriend if you'll have me."  Ty's face lit up when he heard
these words; it was the best possible Christmas present he could ever get.
Ty grabbed David and kissed him squarely on the mouth with a French kiss.
David had to push Ty away so he could close the door and noticed a puzzled
look upon his new boyfriend's face.
	"I don't want my parents walking in on us; they don't know I'm
gay."  Ty's smile returned.  They made out for about a half an hour before
Dave got brave enough to take off Ty's shirt and his own.  Ty was in heaven
as he kissed, licked, sucked and lightly bit on his nipples sending ripples
of pleasure throughout Dave's body.
	I removed David's pants as he caressed me before getting me out of
my pants.  I started to massage his cock which was fighting to be let out
to play.  Both of us were moaning quietly and breathing faster, I'm not
sure if I can hold out much longer.  I told Dave that I had to have him now
as I went down toward his crotch, I could smell his boyish fragrance.  I
reached into his boxers feeling his firm prick for the first time as he
pulled his boxers off, he was so perfect looking that I was staring in awe
at his beautiful body.  I would give anything to look as hot as him.  I
licked the tip of his slit tasting precum as he gasped in pleasure before
licking the length of his shaft from the tip of his head to the bottom of
his balls.  I thought he was going to have a orgasm as I approached his
nicely sized balls, so I spent a bit of time licking and sucking on them.
I then licked around his cock head as I read about on the internet, boy he
was tasty.  I started to massage his nuts with my free hand as I jerked his
cock lightly with my other before I inserted his cock into my mouth.  I
slowly and carefully went down on his cock about half way before I came
back up.  I repeated this action until Dave started to buck his hips and
pressed my head down harder until I could smell his pubes.  Dave fucked my
face a little too wild for about thirty seconds before he came hard into my
mouth.  I swallowed his cum enjoying the taste; it had a sweet taste to it.
	After David recovered, he started to lick and caress me working his
way down to my tits where he mimicked my actions sending me into ecstasy.
After a few minutes he worked his way down my chest to my belly button
where he Frenched it causing me to break out into a fit of laughter.  He
eventually made it to my cock where he copied my blowjob action by action
causing me to moan in esctasy until I came in his mouth.  I told him when I
was about to come but he wouldn't back off of my cock.  He smiled satisfied
afterwards and shared my cum with me.  After this he turned out the lights
and we went to bed naked, sleeping in a twin bed.
	Even though I had just came I was hard as he spooned into my ass.
There was no way I was going to be able to sleep as hot as I felt.  I
couldn't believe how horny I still was, I slowly twisted toward Dave and
kissed him on the lips pushing my butt against his rock hard love stick.  I
guess a nice thing about being twelve is that you are ready for sex in less
than five minutes.  As we were making out, I grated back against him and he
reached around grabbing my muscle of love.  I was so hard that it was
starting to hurt, I needed to cum again or else I would look like a train
wreck tomorrow morning due to a lack of rest.  David jerked me off as he
dry humped me between my legs rubbing against my butt crack and my balls.
Between cock massaging my balls and him masturbating me, it took me less
than five minutes to come again, covering his hand.  I guess my shooting a
load excited him enough and he came in between my legs.  He shared my cum
with me as we both cleaned off my hand before he started to lick the cum
off of my ass, legs and testicles.  I started to get hard immediately again
and he sucked me off after cleaning me up devouring my love juice.  He
didn't want any reciprication and we fell asleep in a spooned positon with
his flaccid cock against my butt.


If you like this story series so far, you may want to read my other fiction
story series:

Gay --> high school --> Music Store Teens
Bi --> college --> College Firsts

Any non-flamer feedback is welcome, email me at jaykool74@hotmail.com