Date: Fri, 27 Apr 2001 17:15:15 +0100 (GMT+01:00)
From: MarkHoppus@punkrocker.co.uk
Subject: Revisiting-the-past-part-6

This story is part 6 in a series which contains acts of a sexual nature
between young boys. As with Part 5, Part 6 holds a deeper meaning, which
has nothing really to do with the story, but explains my experiences with
Drag Racing. I wanted to point out the dangers because a friend of mine
crashed in a drag and was badly injured, most injuries however, were due to
the fact that it was his mams car. She was not best pleased. Enough said,
lets get going.


Part 6:
Never Forgotten

The car turned onto the pavement, headlights beaming. The whole
neighbourhood was sleeping, except for Jenny, waiting for the car to pull
up. When it did, she opened the door with a smile on her face. It was 3:00
am, and she was getting ready for a night out with her boyfriend,
Damien. She closed the door behind her, making sure it was secure. "Hey
Jen, I thought maybe we'd go down to some place where every bodies waiting
for us. There’s a fire and plenty of booze, what do you say?" Damien
said, driving along the usually busy road.
	"Sounds great." Jenny said. The car stopped at a set of traffic
lights, before they could change, a dark green Ford pulled up on the
right. Damien rolled down his window as the other car did the same. It was
a friend of his who was going to the same party.
	"Hey guys" he said showing off his new car, "Theres nobody else on
the road, you wanna drag race there?" He knew that Damien would never put
down a challenge. He was very persuasive and minipulative, but he didnt
need that whenever Damien faced a drag race.
	"I got a better idea, if your up to it, lets race right down to
Dead Mans Curve. Last one there pays for the beers." Damien said, making
the 'game' a little more fun. The red lights turned amber, then finally
green. Both drivers put there foot fully on down on the throttle, almost
stalling their cars. They raced at almost twice the speed limit, but
quickly got onto a side road. The party site was close.
	"There's the party, there's the party," Jenny said pointing, "there
goes the party." The car sped past the turn off, and kept all the way down
the dark side road toward Dead Mans Curve. Dead Mans Curve was a sharp turn
where the road became big enough for one car only, and it was a blind
corner. It came into view, the other car started to swerve, pulling out of
the race. "Come on, you won, stop the fuckin car." Jen screamed. Damien
slowed down, but was still all the way at 70 mph on a small road. He
laughed at his friend, who had quitted so soon. His laugh suddenly turned
into a fearful cry. The car was speeding straight into the curve, inches
away from destiny, both Damien and Jen had that flashback experience. They
thought about their entire lives in the space of a second. Damien was
trying to turn the car, but to no evail. The car crashed into the curve,
mangling it into nothing. Both bodies lay with their heads through the wind
screen, blood pouring. The life less corpses couldnt be recognised by
anybody around, only the second driver knew who they were.
	"Holy shit!" Damien shot up in bed, sweat dripping from every part
of his body. He was out of breath and scared to half to death. "Maybe I
shouldn't go to this party afterall." It was 9 am, he had the weekedn to
look forward to, but had had a vision that something bad would happen if he
went to a party all his friends were going to. He walked into the bathroom,
throwing himself into an ice cold shower, trying to wash himself clean of
his dream. Never before had something as clear as that appeared to him in
his dream, he was worrying. He put the memory at the back of his mind,
throughout the day it plagued his thoughts.

* * *

"Hey Dan." Steve said as they walked to school. His voice seemed degrading,
he was deffinately upset about something.
	"Steve whats up?" Daniel said, sounding concerned.
	"Last night, my dad told me that were moving back to the states,
this weekend." Things were about to change big time, nobody could have
forseen this. At first, Daniel thought it was just a joke, but he knew
Steve, a joke like this would have made him laugh, and nobody was laughing
now.
	"You serious?" He couldn't beleive this was happening. They'd been
the very best of friends for years, and now it was going to be over. Steve
just nodded, trying not to look too sad. Daniel thought about all the
things they'd done together and with other people. He knew that he'd still
have Matthew and would always have Mark, what did Steve have? Memories of a
time never forgotten, the only thing that could peirce the black cloud of
sadness in him. "This weekend?" He asked making sure. "As in, the day after
tommorow?" Things wouldn't get any worse for him at this point.
	"Sunday, I have three more days before I go." Steve had come to
England from the US. He remembered perfectly how the teacher made him sit
next to Daniel. He remembered the arguement Daniel had with her, he tried
laughing about it, but he couldnt laugh. "My mom keeps saying were going
home. But I am home hear. I've got you and Mark to keep me company, I know
everybody in the neighbourhood. When I go back, nobodies going to remember
me. The only thing I have to go back fo is Ross." Steve explained how he
and Ross had been fooling around with each other since they were six. "I
don't think I'll be able to go with you guys on friday, I just can't."
	"What do you mean, you can't go. This is all the more reason to
go. Damien will be out all night, he said we could have his apartment to
ourslves, it'll be the best." They'd made an agreement days earlier. Damien
had moved out and was sharing an appartment with his best friend. They were
both going to a party on friday, and they said that Daniel, Mark, Steve and
Matthew could stay there the night, alone.
	"I just think that I should spend my last night alone." Steve was
going through a phase where he liked being alone, he didn't even want
Daniel's company.
	"Why do you always want to be by your self? Just come round, I
promise you'll be glad you did."
	"Alright, but can't I at least sleep alone? I don't know why, but I
don't like being around anybody." This was peculiar, it didn't seem at all
like Steve.
	"Your not, are you?" Daniel questioned.
	"Not what?"
	"Your not gay. Thats why you don't want to go. Your one of them,
one of the people who thinks were all freaks. Is the only explaination."
This came as a shock to Steve.
	"Look, Dan. I am gay, and the last thing I want is to move
away. But I can't stop it, and I don't want to hurt you, you know that. I
really like what we do, and I want to keep doing it, but your not going to
be around anymore, I'm really going to miss you. I don't want to go because
I'll know that I'll never see you again and I don't want to think of it
that way. But I'll go, it'll probably be best if I did." Steve knew that he
would be going, as much as he didn't want to.
	"So are you going to tell everyone your leaving? Or just leave
without saying anything?"
	"I'll tell everyone, I want to make a scene, you know me." They
both laughed, thinking about. Things were going to change dramatically now
that Steve was out of the picture, but they tried not to think of the bad
things. Steve spent all day thinking about how good it would be to see Ross
again, and what they'd do together in the years to come. This made him
really hard. When they were walking home, Steve told him about how nice
everyone was being.
	"I got tons of hugs and kisses from girls. No guys though, better
luck next time huh?" He joked. Mark was walking with James on the other
side of the road. To take their minds off it, they started to shout abuse
at the two of them laughing. Mark knew they were only joking, and that
something had to be wrong to make them do it. James turned to his street,
and mark ran to catch up with Daniel and Steve.
	"So, whats wrong?" He asked knowingly. The boys smiles turned into
frowns when they thought about the bad news. "Come on, don't keep me all
day."
	"I think we'll do just that." Daniel replied laughing again.
	"Fuck you both then." Mark said, he didn't say anything else all
day until that night. "So come on, whats wrong?" He was going to find out,
wether Steve wanted him to or not.
	"Alright I'll tell." Daniel's voice turned to a whisper when he
heard his parents coming up the stairs. "Steve's going back to America on
Sunday." The news still hurt him as much as it did that morning.
	"Shit!" Mark said under his breath. He didn't have the same
relationship with Steve that his brother did, but he had a good idea what
he was going through. He knew that he'd have everybody that was close to
him for a while longer, but news about Steve made him realise one thing,
that nothing good ever lasts for ever. He knew that one day, all good
things came to an end, and that his life which couldn't seem to get any
better, was only going to get worse. This thought scared him, he tried
blanking them out, but whenever he thought about something different, every
boy he'd ever been with flashed before him. A song came into his head. A
song that he hadn't heard since he was really little, but the words seemed
to match his feelings. "Making your way in the world today, takes
everything you've got. Taking a break from all your worries, sure would
help alot. Wouldn't you like to get away? Sometimes you want to go, where
everybody knows your name. And their always glad you came. You want to be
where you can see, the troubles are all the same. You want to be where
everybody knows your name. You want to go where people know, people are all
the same. You want to go where everybody knows your name." He kept singing
this song, at first in his head, then he started to sing under his
breath. He hadn't seen 'Cheers' for years, since he watched it as a baby
with his dad, but he still knew the theme tune. He eventually sang himself
to sleep. Daniel, however, couldn't sleep. He tried singing, then counting
sheep. He ended up going into the bathroom at 2:30 am and smoking himself
to sleep. He wasn't doing drugs as frequent as he used to, but he still had
some for 'emergancies' like this.
	The next morning came as a releif, friday. The day at school was a
normal day for Daniel, but it seemed totally different. For Steve, however,
it was his last day at the school, and got a warm goodbye from everybody.
	"Steve." Joey shouted running up to him. Joey aand Steve sat
together in Physics, they got on pretty well.
	"Hey Joey." Steve said with a smile on his face. He wanted to do a
million things to Joey, with his short black hair and brown eyes. He was
the athlete of his classes, he ran the 100 meters.
	"So I hear your leaving today." He said sadly.
	"Yeh, but I've got your e-mail, I'll stil write you from where I'm
going." He was excited at the thought of keeping in touch with the people
he fancied most, Joey was deffinately up there. He had gone out with all
the fit girls in his year, even some in the older years.
	"I'm gonna miss you. I don't say that much to people, but your
different. I never told you this before, but I think of you as one of my
best friends." Tears formed in his eyes, but he didn't let them come
out. Thinking wether that ws a good thing to say, he turned and went back
to a group he was with.
	"Wait." Steve touched his arm, this made Steve feel warm
inside. Joey turned round and looked at him, showing emotion for the first
time in public. "I'm gonna miss you too. Your one of my best friends, I'm
glad you said it actually." He prayed that Joey would advance on him, kiss
him, or at least hug him, but nothing happened. He walked away, and things
like that happened for the rest of the day. Eventually, school finished. At
8, Damien drove round to Daniel and Mark's, and Steve's houses to take them
to his place.
	"Alright, I'll be back at about lunch time tommorrow. Try not to
break anything." He laughed, and with that, he went back to his car and
headed off.
	"Well," Matthew said, "we've got the place to ourselves." He looked
through the video collection.
	"But, it's Steve's last night with us all together, I think TV can
wait." Daniel said with something obviously in mind.
	"Really?" He questioned turning back to the group. Steve
nodded. "Well, we should do what Steve wants to do." They all looked at him
with hopeful eyes. They all knew what he wanted to do. "Steve, pick your
partner."
	"I want Dan." He said, taking hold of his hand. He led him away to
the sofa. They sat down and started kissing, peeling off each others shirts
as they did. Then Daniel got on top and Steve, who lifted his hips as
Daniel pulled his pants and boxers down and off. A quick turn over and
Steve repeated the sequence. Now both boys were naked and kissing, their
hard-on's raging. They wanted to try something new, something they'd never
done before. Daniel got up and went into the bathroom, and came out with a
jar of Vaseline. He put it on his hand and started to slowly masturbate,
wiping the jelly on his dick. Then he got some on his fingers and put it
around Steve's hole. He proceeded to slip his dick into Steve's ass, making
him moan softly. It was hurting him, but Daniel pushed in in enough to
enjoy it. Daniel started pushing his dick in and out of Steve, whenever he
went in, Steve forced himself backwards, when he went out, Steve pulled
forwards. This continued for a few minutes before Dan shot his load inside
Steve. Using the Vaseline, they switched roles, Daniel getting it harder
and faster than he'd given.
	"Well Mark, thats just leaves you and me." Matthew said, kissing
him. "You don't mind, do you? I mean, don't you want to go with your
brother?" Mark looked at him strangely, he got the impression he wasn't
wanted.
	"Why? I can go with Danny any time." He said, kissing him
back. They took off their clothes and went into one of the bedrooms. Thet
went under the covers and had an orgie, you couldn't begin to dewscribe
what was happening. After they came, they cuddles up all for hours, talking
about guys they know and would really like to fool around with. A long time
later, Steve and Daniel came in, still naked. They got in the bed too. It
ws cramped, but all four were in the bed with Steve in the middle. They
talked about how much they were going to miss him, and gave it in turns to
show it.
	Sunday came, and Steve left. They stayed in touch over the net,
sending erotic photos of each other and their friends. Would they ever see
each other in person again? The sadness had control, the selfpitty through
the roof. But all these emotions couldn't add up to what happened the
following weekend.
	Daniel came in and went upstairs, trying to forget about not being
able to hang out with Steve. He went into his bedrroom where is dad was
stood.
	Daniel," he shouted, "whats all this?" He brought his hands from
behind him and held them out. It them was his entire stash, cigerettes,
lighters, rizla's and his blow. His heart sank, he'd never be able to
explain all this.

Unfortunately, this is the final insallment of Revisiting The Past. I'm sad
to stop but I'm going to quit while I'm ahead. We've had a lot of fun and
I've met a lot of nice people, but I'm leaving on a cliffhanger. I'm also
sorry to say that you will never find out what happened to Daniel from
here, its for you to decide...