Date: Sat, 14 Jan 2006 18:20:21 -0700 From: Josh Harkema Subject: Peaking into the Simple Life / Chapter 1 ** Disclaimer, this is a work of fiction, none of the characters weather real or implied represent real people, if you don't mind sex between boys, keep reading. If you want to comment simeon4110@hotmail.com** Hi, my names Michael. I am a 14 year old boy from small town Alberta (that's in Canada, for those of you americans out there). I love skateboarding, hockey, and hanging out with my friends. There's only one problem, I'm gay. Noone I know know's, not even my parents or very close friends. This is my story. "Michael!" My mother's voice rings from the floor above, "get your lazy ass out of bed!" "Okay Mom!" I moan in my loudest voice. "I'll be up in a second!" I roll over in bed and look at the clock, 8 o'clock AM I'm going to be late for school again. I jump out of bed and walk to my en suite to take a shower, while the water is warming I take off my boxers and set the temperature to something a little less than scalding hot. I've always loved to have a really hot shower in the morning, I won't even leave the house untill I've had one. The water rolls over my shoulders, working out all of the stiffness I developed as I slept, luxuriating in the beauty of it all I begin to lather up my slender frame. For a fourteen year old, I'm pretty well developed, I have the beginnings of a six pack and a nicley developing chest. My skin is milky white, and almost (yes almost) completely hairless, except in the places that hair is to be expected. Finisihing up I walk out of the shower and back into my room to get dressed, I choose a pair of not to baggy jeans, with a red addidas t-shirt, and a blue Dakine hoodie. I grab my homework up off my computer desk, put it in my bookbag and step into the elevator to goto the main floor. My mother is waiting when the door opens, "Don't you know how to set a damn alarm clock? You have one in your room, I know because I bought it." She scolds. "Albert is waiting outside for you, you know how Albert hates waiting." Albert, our chauffer is a very cranky old man, and for some reason my parents refuse to just fire the anoying bastard. "Sorry mom, I'll try to remember for the next time." I answer as I step out the door and walk down the steps to my family's town car. The drive is always a nice one, we live on an estate sligtly to the south-west of calgary. It's a very nice property, with a lake bordering on kananaskis country. The glass between me and Albert stays up the whole drive, he mustn't want to talk to me, the cranky codger. I pull out my palm and check to see if I have any messages waiting from my friends. One, from my friend Riley asks if I would like to fly with him and his father to whitefish for the weekend, I reply 'Fuck yeah' and close my palm. Arriving at the school I knock on the glass and say thank you to Albert, when I step out Riley is standing there with a huge grin on his face, "We're gonna have a lot of fun man, skiing, partying, and the usuall." "Yeah, it's been awhile since we've been to Whitefish You're parents cabin is wicked." Cabin probably isn't the right word for Riley's lakeside mansion, but that's what we've always called it "When we leavin'?" "As soon as you can pack up, you must've been sleeping when I sent you that message last night, cause' you never responded. I was trying to give you a little more warning." "It's okay rile I can phone Albert and have him pack for me. How long are we going to be staying?" "Til' Tuesday, so tell your profs to give you all of your work to get you through, we can do our homework on the flight." Riley's dad owns a beautiful King Air 10 passenger airplane, fully outfitted for having fun. It has an onboard X-box, playstation, and one of the best home theater systems available. "We better get going to class, the bell is going to ring any minute." "Kay, have fun Rile, I'll see you as soon as school is over." I give him a quick hug and head off towards the schools front doors. I open my palm pilot and send a message to Albert: 'Going to whitfish for 5 days, pack me for a skiing trip, make sure there is lots of xtra clothes' School passes in it's usuall way long, boring, and horribly un-fun. I goto my locker to drop off all the books I don't need to compleat my weekends homework. "Hey Moikey! Are you ready?" "I think so, I'll just have to go and see if Albert is outside with my packing, is your driver hear to take us to the air strip?" "No, my dad drove down himself to pick us up." "That's weird, I didn't know your dad ever drove, mine doesn't" I answer; mildly surprised. "He want's this to be a special vacation, so be prepared for a hell of a lot of fun." I stepped out of the school and immediately noticed Albert standing beside the town car with my bags. "Hey Albert!" he nods ascention. "Take my bags of to that red XJ over by the lamp post there!" I motion to Mr.Scott's Jaguar and begin walking towards it myself. "This is going to be great Rile, I can hardly wait to get there." ***End of Introduction** **What do you guys think? Write me an e-mail simeon4110@hotmail.com I just don't want to finish writing something noone wants to read**