Date: Sat, 8 Nov 2014 14:36:54 -0800 From: Ian Bridge Subject: Skateboarder Of Venice Beach Chapter Two (Revised) *Warning; As always, this story contains sexual content, and contact between minor boys, aged twelve to sixteen. If this subject matter offends you, is not to your tastes, or if you are a minor, perhaps you should find another place to be. Another Story by; About A Boy / This Boy's Life Skateboarder of Venice Beach Chapter Two The next morning proved to be another sunny California day. After taking his morning shower, sixteen year old Chad pulled on an old comfortable pair of board shorts and slipped into a freshly laundered tank top, still warm from the dryer. His mother had already left for work, which is why Chad was able to stand in front of the open refrigerator, gulping milk straight from the carton. She always hated it when he did that, but hey, why dirty a glass when you didn't have to. There was a note from his mom, stuck with a magnet to the front of the fridge, with some chores she wanted Chad to take care of. He never had a problem with helping out, it was just him and his mom after all, so he was more than willing to do things to help out around the house. After putting another load of clothes in the wash, and folding the rest of the things from the dryer, he headed back up stairs to his bedroom, wanting to sit and draw for a little while. Chad opened one of his tablets and started to finish up a drawing that he had been working on for several days. The drawing was for Vincenzo, one of the local vendors, down on the Venice Beach boardwalk. Chad had promised the guy he would do one for him, after the vendor had seen some of his art work, and gushed all over him with his praise at how much he loved the boy's wonderful drawings. Chad worked to finish it for almost an hour, and finally complete he sat back to study his drawing. He nodded his approval after a moment, happy with the results of his work. The drawing showed Mr. V, (that's what everyone called him), standing behind his mobile Gourmet Hotdog cart, selling his wares. The drawing captured him perfectly, as Chad's eye for detail had caught all the little subtle details of the vendor's hot dog stand, and, of the vendor himself with a jovial smile on his face. Anyone who knew Mr. V, would have no trouble recognizing him from Chad's wonderful drawing. The boy rolled the finished piece carefully, putting some onion paper over it to keep it from smearing, then he slipped a rubber band around it to hold it securely. He checked the time, it was pushing ten forty-five, and after folding the last batch of clothes from the dryer, he scooped up his backpack from the hallway, remembering to stuff a large beach towel into it. Slipping into his flip flops he grabbed up his drawing, and then the sixteen year old headed out the front door, anxious to get the finished drawing to Mr. V. He was even more anxious to meet up again with young,Colin; his new twelve year old friend from the skate park. Cutting down a side street or two, Chad quickly made the fifteen minute walk down to the Boardwalk and pier, which was already bustling with tourists, and beachgoers. He smiled cheerfully and nodded at some of the locals, and the vendors. After living there for years, and seeing the same folks almost everyday, the relaxed beach atmosphere made it seem like everyone knew everyone else, even if you didn't always know their names. "Morning Chad..." One of the street performers called out to him, with a little wave. "Hey Benny." Chad responded with a smile as he walked past. His eyes searched the beach, and the boardwalk, as always, looking for something interesting that he might draw. He walked a ways down the boardwalk, and up ahead he could see the Gourmet Hotdog stand. There was Vincenzo standing behind it, cheerful as always, as he loaded up two cheesy brats for a couple standing at his cart. Chad grinned, Mr. V was always seemed to be in a great mood, making people smile with the way he called out like a circus barker to attract his customers. Vincenzo spotted him as he neared the stand. "Ehhh, Chad my boy. How's the young Leonardo da Vinci doing today..?" "Good Mr. V..." Chad responded with chuckle and a slight grin. "You want the usual?" Vincenzo asked, already starting to dig out a jumbo polish sausage for him. "Yup... Load up the onions please." Chad grinned. He had ordered the same thing nearly everyday for the last year. "Load up'a the onions..." Vincenzo repeated. "You keep all the girls away, with all the onions." He joked. Chad might have flushed a bit with embarrassment at the comment, but he just shook his head and laughed. "Hey, I got somethin' for ya." Chad said, reaching out with the rolled up drawing. "What's this? Ahh, did you finish a drawing for me?" Mr. V smiled enthusiastically, as he wiped his hands off on a towel. He took the rolled up artwork from the boy, and with a curious smile, he carefully started to unroll it. His eyes flew open wide, and his jaw dropped as he saw the wonderful drawing. "Ohhh! Oh my lord..." He stammered, looking at the photo-like artwork.. "This is... This... This is fantastic!" he stammered loudly, with a broad grin on his lips. Chad colored with embarrassment as Mr. V all but danced around, grinning at the drawing. "Hey, hey look at this..." Vincenzo spouted, as he proudly showed off the artwork to some of the customers standing around his cart. Everyone was duly impressed, and they complimented Chad grandly. Vincenzo nearly had a tear in his eye, as his carefully put the drawing away. "You did good Leonardo..." He laughed. "How much do I owe you?" he asked, digging for his wallet. "Nothin Mr. V... I just love to draw, so I had fun doing this one." Chad told him with a smile. Vincenzo had an astonished look on his face. "No, no, no..." He proclaimed. "Chad you can't just give artwork like this away. This took much time, it's worth some serious money son." The boy just smiled and shook his head. "It's cool Mr. V. Please, I want to give this to you. Maybe you can tell tourists about it, and I can sell something to them. Please..." There was a real tear in Vincenzo's eye this time. He shook his head, and smiled at Chad. "You're a good kid, Leonardo." He smiled warmly. He carefully tucked the drawing away, and then handed Chad his jumbo hot dog. "You never pay for hotdogs here again..." He proclaimed. "Free for life, for you..." Chad grinned as he took the hotdog. "That's a deal." he answered happily. "Hey, gotta run Mr. V, see ya later." He scooped up his backpack, but before he could get away, Vincenzo gave him a big bear hug, thanking him again for the wonderful drawing. As he walked away, he could still hear the vendor chattering happily to his other customers about the wonderful artwork. Feeling really good, Chad headed off down the boardwalk again in the direction of the skate park. It made him really happy that the hotdog vendor was so pleased with his artwork. Several minutes later, he walked across the grass around the skate park, and crawled over the rail. He hadn't even gotten inside yet, when he heard a youthful voice call out excitedly to him. He looked up to see the beaming cute face of his new young friend, Colin. "Hi Chad." The boy greeted him eagerly as he ran over to him like a puppy, happy to see his owner come home. Chad grinned as well, as he looked at the bright smile of the twelve year old. Colin was wearing a snug red 'DG Skating' tank top, over aqua blue shorts. He had on a different pair of red skate shoes today; and just like yesterday, he had the colorfully braided anklet around his ankle. He was wearing several other brightly colored ones around his left wrist, a new addition, which Chad absorbed with his usual artists attention to detail. He also noticed he was actually excited to see the boy again, and the kid's bright smile and youthful energy really was a pleasure for him to see. They walked around a section of the skate park to where Colin had been boarding. "So how's the foot today?" Chad asked, referring to the little incident from yesterday. "Ahh, no big..." Colin replied loosely. "I'll live." Chad smiled at him. "So, show me your stuff dude." Chad said, nodding toward the concrete skate area. Colin smiled, put on his blue skater helmet over his blond locks, and stepped on the end of his board to flip it up into his hand. "I'll try." He said. The youngster took a step forward, and released his board to get it rolling, then pushed off and quickly dipped down into the swell. This part of the park was designed more for street skating, with a series of stairs, railings, and jumps of all sorts. Colin sped into it, clearly having fun as he showed off his tricks to Chad. The boy did a series of jumps, leaping off some steps while doing a kick flip with his board and landing cleanly at the bottom. Then he looked back at Chad, just to make sure he had seen him. Chad nodded at him, with an impressed smile on his face, and the boy grinned at the attention, and continued his run around the park with his long beachboy hair flipping loosley in the breeze. He did a number of slides, and rail grinds along the concrete edges, and hand railings that proliferated throughout the skate park. Then the twelve year old raced toward some steps, and leaped up doing a kickflip to a nose grind down the railing. Chad didn't know all the terminology of course; but he didn't have to, to know that it took a lot of practice, and probably more than a few nasty falls and hair raising spills to learn these skateboard tricks. The youngster took a tumble as he missed one of his landings trying another stunt; but undaunted, and more determined than ever, the boy quickly retrieved his board and came around again to attempt the same trick. He missed it again, and took another hard spill. He didn't look back at Chad though, perhaps a little embarrassed as he was trying to impress his new friend; and he was pushing a bit too hard. Colin dusted himself off, and scooping up his board he went at it one more time. Coming around, he went over the six foot jump again, doing a 360 kick flip which sent his board not only flipping around it's axis; but also spinning in a complete three hundred sixty degree spin. He nailed the stunt this time, his board clacking smoothly back onto the concrete deck. A huge grin spread his lips. "Yes..." He muttered quietly to himself, as he rolled out of the clean landing. And this time he looked over at Chad, who was suitably impressed and grinning at him. Colin turned and skated back over to Chad, doing a tail slide and coming to a stop right near him. "Dude, that was so cool..." Chad said honestly, raising his arm to bump fists with his young friend. "Thanks..." Colin breathed, slightly out of breath from his run. The Boy had a fine sheen of sweat on his face and arms, and he smiled happily at Chad. "I've just been learning that trick, so I missed it a couple of times." He said. "Well it looked really cool to me bro. How do you learn shit like that?" "By landing on my ass a bunch of times." Colin laughed, clearly happy with the older boy's attention. After a brief rest, the boy skated around a bit more, showing a really fluid style to his skating, before joining Chad, sitting on the railing. They sat and talked for awhile, while the youngster caught his breath again. Colin had taken off his helmet, and now coated lightly in perspiration from the exercise and late morning sun; he pulled his tank top off over his head. Chad couldn't help but look at the boy's smooth, silky tanned skin, as the sheen of sweat glistened on his young chest and flat belly. After several long moments, he had to force himself to look away, not wanting Colin to think he was weird, staring at the boy's body like that. "Dude you look all sweaty and hot. You wanna' head over to the beach for a swim?" Chad suggested. "Sure..." Colin agreed, "That sounds pretty good actually." The boy's gathered up their backpacks; Colin stuffed his shoes and ankle socks into the pack, and secured his board to the outside of it, and together they started heading up the beach. The skate park was actually right there fronting the beach, more or less separating the Boardwalk from Venice Beach, so they really didn't have all that far to go. The boys walked barefoot through the sand, heading up the beach a ways to get away from the commotion of the skate park. They walked toward the water, and quickly found a good spot. Chad pulled out the large blue beach towel from his backpack, and the boys spread it out there on the sand. They sat down for a moment on the towel, and Colin wriggled his brown toes in the warm sand. Chad pulled off his tank top, and after stuffing it into his pack, he pulled out two cold cans of orange soda, handing one of them to the younger boy. "Oh, thanks dude." Colin smiled, accepting the cold beverage. The boys lay back on their elbows for awhile, casually watching the waves roll in as the warm sun washed over them. "Wanna take a swim now?" Chad asked after a few minutes. "Sure, that's cool." The boy replied. "You gonna swim in your board shorts, or you gonna change?" The older boy asked. Colin glanced over at him curiously. "Uh, just these I guess." The boy said, indicating the board shorts he was wearing. "Are you gonna change?" "No, board shorts are fine." Chad said with a smile, "I do have my Speedo's on underneath though." Colin had an amusing look on his face. "Really? Speedo's here at the beach?" He said, almost embarrassed. But Chad laughed. "I thought people only wore those at, like, swim meets and stuff." "Eh, whatever you're into I guess." Chad shrugged casually. "You could wear Speedo's though; you have the body for it." The boy seemed a bit embarrassed by Chad's comment, even though he knew it was meant as a compliment. "I don't know dude..." Colin snickered, "I think I'd be too embarrassed to wear one of those. You know, everyone can kinda' see your.... You know..." the youngster said with a blush, as Chad looked directly into his green eyes. "Ehh... I bet you have a nice one of those too..." Chad replied with a little smirk. The younger boy blushed in earnest, and a shy giggle. The boys got to their feet, and after exchanging a brief look, they ran toward the water, hopping up over the small wave that was just rolling in. Chad dove forward into the refreshing coolness of the water, with young Colin following immediately at his heels. "Feels great..." The boy called out, as he broke the surface, and shook his head to fling beads of water from his dripping blond locks. The older boy grinned, and splashed water back at him. Within moments the pair were swimming and splashing happily, waist deep in the California surf. Colin jumped playfully onto Chad's back, clinging to him, and wrapping his legs around the older boy's waist, and the two frolicked around as the youngster tried to dunk his new, older friend. Chad found that he was truly enjoying himself in the company of the younger boy. It was fun, listening to the twelve year old laugh, and play around with the boundless energy of youth. At the same time, he noticed that he was also enjoying the feel of the youngster's soft bare skin against his own, each time the boy jumped on Chad and clung playfully to him. The youngster seemed to be hungry for the attention, as well as the human contact. Chad didn't mind it either; in truth this was the first time in a long while he had had this much fun. Simple, relaxed fun. Each of the boys were having a good time with the other, as they splashed and swam around for well over half an hour. Finally needing to warm up a bit, the boys strode out of the surf, jogging loosely toward the big blue beach towel. Chad glanced casually at the boy's dripping body, glistening there with the wet sheen of water in the bright sunlight, and once again catching himself staring, he shook his head as if to clear it. They both sat down heavily on the edge of the beach towel, Colin still giggling slightly at the fun of playing, and being around Chad. As they sat, the boy reached up and rubbed his fingers briskly through his hair; ridding it of as much water as he could. He gave his head a final shake, leaving him with that casual beach boy look, and then he flashed a warm smile as Chad, who was still watching him. "What..?" The boy asked, with a bemused expression. "Nothin." Chad smiled, as he lay back on the towel. Colin shrugged, and he lay back as well, with his knees drawn up and his bare feet still on the warm sand. They lay there for several minutes, letting the warm summer sun bake them dry. After a time, Chad glanced back over at the younger boy again. The youngster had his eyes closed, and there was a soft, contented smile on his face. Chad couldn't help but look up and down at the youngsters lean physique; intrigued by the slender musculature of the boy's youthful body. His eyes wandered down to the boy's small feet, dry now, but with a thin layer of sand still clinging to his souls. His gaze meandered slowly up the boys strong lean legs. From the gentle curve of his calves, to the compact muscles of his thighs. Chad stopped for a moment as he looked at the small mound of the boy's groin, covered with the wet cloth of his board shorts. He couldn't help but wonder again about what it might look like, and he smiled at the thought of the boy wearing a small Speedo. All of a sudden, a slightly guilty feeling came over him. It occurred to him, that it wouldn't have seemed the least bit odd, had he been checking out a girl that way, so what's the difference? What's so weird about being intrigued by another boy's body? In that moment, he decided that it might be the age difference between them. It might be that the kid seemed like a lonely boy, who just needed him as a friend, and it felt wrong of him to be hoping for other things from this relationship. He sighed, and looked away; Colin wasn't the only boy who was lonely. After a time, the youngster opened his eyes and looked over at Chad with a curious smile. "What's up?" He asked after seeing the funny expression on the older boy's face. "Hmm, oh nothin." Chad answered. "I was just thinking about stuff, that's all." He sat up on the towel and gazed off at the water for a moment, then Colin sat up along side him. "Hey, thanks for being with me today." The boy said "My mom always worries about me when I have to spend the day alone while she's at work. And to be honest, as much as I love skateboarding, I still don't wanna hang out there all day..." "Yeah, no problem dude. It's been fun hanging out with you. So, what? Both your parents work then? He asked. Colin looked down at his feet. "Na... My dad's not around. It's just my mom and me." He said quietly. Chad turned to look at the blond boy. "Wow... Same here." He confessed sadly. "My dad died about three years ago, so... I guess I know what that's like." Colin looked over at him thoughtfully for a minute. "Do you miss him? Your dad I mean." The boy asked suddenly. Chad stared out at the water in silence for a moment. "I guess. Sometimes. I try not to think about it too much, you know." He answered. "So what about you? You miss your dad?" Chad asked. "Never really knew him." Colin answered honestly in his soft boyish voice. "He took off when I was two, so... No, I don't even really think about him at all." Still, there was a hint of sadness in his tone. Chad looked over at him, and then instinctively he put his arm around the younger boy's shoulders. They sat there quietly for a moment. Finally Chad got to his feet. "Hey, you hungry?" He asked with a knowing smile. Colin nodded up at him. "Come on then, let's go get something from the Boardwalk." "I only got two bucks." Colin offered. "Not to worry, I've got this covered." Chad grinned, helping the younger boy to his feet. They gathered up their things, and walked barefoot across the beach toward the Ocean Front Walkway. They crossed under the row of palm trees that lined the walk and stepped into the bustle of the boardwalk. "You like jumbo hot dogs?" Chad asked. "Sure, that sounds good." Colin grinned, as the two boys worked their way down the strip. It was around two in the afternoon, and the Boardwalk was rife with tourists of every kind. They came from all over to spend their vacation time in the California sun, and today the area was as crowded as ever. They walked past the weightlifters who were doing their thing; to show off their muscles to all the bikini clad girls, who 'ewed, and awed' over their oil slickened and pumped up muscles. To be honest, there were just as many giggles, from the tourists, as some of the muscle heads were completely over the top with their struts and egos. Colin giggled a bit as they walked past, pointing out one of the guys who was wearing what amounted to a thong bathing suit. Chad looked over and chuckled as well. Here was this big muscled lug, with a small little bump beneath his swimsuit. "Looks like he should lift some weights with his dick, to build it up a little." Chad whispered. Colin laughed loudly at the remark. The boys grinned at each other, and continued on toward Vincenzo's hotdog stand. When they got close the smell of grilled onions, and brats wafted through the air, and it made the boys even more mouthwateringly hungry. As they stepped up closer to the stand, Vincenzo spotted Chad and smiled. "Ahh..... There's young Leonardo now." The vender beamed with a warm, genuine grin. Chad shook his head with a little grin of his own, and Colin smiled, though he really didn't understand the Leonardo reference. "You boys look famished." The vendor said with a grin. "I know what to get you..." He smiled at Chad, "But what about your young friend? A Brat, a Polish, a Jumbo Canadian, maybe a chile dog, huh?" He suggested. "A jumbo would be cool, sir..." Colin requested. "And so polite..." Vincenzo praised. "A Jumbo it is then." The vendor fixed the boys up with two giant dogs, and a soda each. Chad pulled out his wallet, but Vincenzo wrapped his big hand over the top of it. "Hey, what I tell you, eh! You never pay again... I mean that!" He smiled. Colin looked up at the vendor a little confused. Vincenzo just smiled at him and said; "This friend of yours, you know he's an artist right?" Colin smiled and nodded. "Look at this." Vincenzo beamed, carefully unrolling the drawing for at least the fifteenth time today. Colin looked at it, and then grinned as he looked back at Chad. "Whoa, that looks just like him." He complimented. The boy seemed just as surprised as when he had seen the drawing Chad had done of him. "Thanks Mr. V." Chad said with genuine appreciation, and the two boys walked over to the edge of the Boardwalk to sit on a bench and dig into their gourmet hotdogs. "You really are awesome at drawing you know." Colin complimented. "Thanks dude." The older boy smiled. "I just really like doing it." He took a giant bite of his hotdog as Colin contemplated for a moment. "Yesterday, you said you liked to draw things that interested you." Colin remembered. "So how come you did a drawing of me; I'm not very interesting." He said, taking a bite of his own hotdog. Chad looked over at the boy and smiled softly. "Don't say that... I think you're totally interesting..." Chad told him honestly. "I'd draw you any time, I think you're...." His voice trialed off. He was going to say cute, but that sounded a bit weird. "I'm what?" Colin questioned. Chad smiled shyly. "Awesome. I think you're awesome." The older boy told him with a smile. Colin grinned. "I think you are too." He said, over a mouthful of jumbo dog. The boy glanced over at the weightlifters, still strutting their stuff nearby; and he giggled. "Hey, maybe you could do a drawing of me in a Speedo." The youngster joked, with a little laugh, and he elbowed Chad. The older boy nearly choked on his hotdog, and he looked over at the little blond kid. "Or... Maybe I could draw you in the nude." Chad threw it out there. Colin just blushed, with a shy little smile. "Yeah, I don't think so..." He giggled. "I'd be way too shy for that." He shook his head awkwardly, and took in the last bite of the gourmet hotdog. Chad studied the boy's face in silence for a moment. They talked casually for awhile, while they finished off their soda's, and then Colin unzipped one of the small pockets on the side of his backpack. The boy fished out the cheap bandless watch that he had stuffed in there, and looked at the time. "Two thirty five." He said, looking up at Chad. "I should probly' head home. My mom gets off work at three, and she wanted me to do some stuff around the house..." He rolled his eyes humorously. "Uh, sure... That's cool." Chad replied. "I should get going too." "Hey this was really fun today, thanks dude..." The boy said, pulling his low cut skate shoes out of his backpack. He slipped them on, sans socks, and unstrapped the skateboard from the pack as well. "Maybe we could hang out tomorrow or something. I mean, if I'm not bugging you too much... You know, whatever." "Sure, that's cool." Chad replied with a smile. "I'll hang with you anytime." The boys stood up off the bench and looked at each other. Chad held out his arm, to bump fists, but Colin smiled shyly, then stepped in a put his arms around the older boy's waist for a brief hug. "Thanks..." The youngster said softly. He turned then, and getting his skateboard rolling he stepped on top of it and pushed off down the walkway. He turned his head back to offer a little wave and a soft smile, and then he disappeared amongst the multitude of tourists strolling the Boardwalk. Chad slung his backpack over his shoulders and headed off toward home as well, arriving there some fifteen minutes later. Kicking his flips off at the front door, he went inside and walked into the kitchen, pulling the refrigerator door open to study the contents. He took several long swigs of milk, right from the container, and then snagged a handful of grapes from the crisper bin, taking them upstairs to his bedroom. The boy put his backpack over his desk chair, unzipping it to pull out the damp beach towel, intending to hang it up. As he did, he noticed something else in the backpack. He reached in, and pulled out one of the braided, brightly colored wrist bracelets, that Colin had been wearing. It was aqua blue with yellow flecks, and Chad examined it curiously. "Hmm, wonder how that got in there." he thought to himself. He figured it must have fallen off, and got stuffed in there with the towel, or maybe... A small smile crossed his lips, and he sat down at his desk, turning on the computer. He figured he would email Colin to let him know he'd found it. When his laptop came on, he logged into his mail account, and was surprised to see a new email from Colin already in his inbox. He opened the new mail to read it. It read; 'Hey Chad, I left something for you in your backpack. I hope you don't mind, it's kinda dumb I guess... Your friend, Colin.' Chad glanced at the bracelet again. A soft smile spread his lips. The little gift from Colin was a friendship bracelet. It was innocently given; sweet and honest in intention. Chad felt his throat tighten a little, he was genuinely touched by the gesture. He clicked on the reply button, above the email. Chad typed several words, and inserted one of the 'Emoticons' from the box. When he had finished, a thin smile crossed his lips as he hit the send button. Dinner came and went. Chad spent a little time chatting with his mom and watching some TV together. After awhile he kissed his mom goodnight, and headed upstairs to his room to draw for a little while before bedtime. Finally feeling a little weary, he closed up the drawing tablet and flopped over onto his bed, looking at the simple gift from Colin again. With a little smile he loosened the tie strings, and tried it on. He thought it looked pretty cool, and he smiled again as he thought about his young friend, and the loving innocence of the boy's gesture. When Colin had gotten home that afternoon, he had immediately sent off the email to his friend, and then he finished up the chores that his mom had wanted him to do. She finally came home a bit late, having gone grocery shopping after work. But not really wanting to cook dinner, she took her son out to eat at his favorite Fish and Chips place near the pier. Colin talked all through dinner, telling her all about his day, and the fun he had with Chad. She asked several questions about his new friend, wanting to be sure it was ok for him to hang around with. And even though she wished Colin would hang around with kids closer to his own age, she also recognized how lonely her son was. Without a dad, she felt that an older role model like Chad could actually be a good thing for her son. Colin had clearly taken a liking to the older boy, and he seemed to be really happy. After dinner, and of course a stop at the local Ice Cream Shop, that Colin had talked her into, they headed home for a quiet evening. Colin practiced some skateboard tricks in the driveway for awhile, before his mom called him inside to take a shower before bedtime. As he had always done since he was a toddler, Colin stripped off his clothes in his bedroom, and then peeking out into the hallway to be sure the coast was clear, he scurried across the hall into the bathroom. He took a quick pee, and then hopped into the warm shower and began to lather himself up. He stopped for a moment to check for any new pubes, which seemed to be a part of his daily routine now, though he still only had the same half dozen silky beginnings that he had found some three weeks ago. He started to scrub himself clean. The boy peeled back his spongy foreskin, to wash his boy parts, and within moments, his three inch soft boy spike began to stiffen, and grow to nearly four and a half inches. This was becoming a daily ritual too. In fact, he had noticed that it was happening several times a day now, at least. The last time, embarrassingly enough, was when he was at the beach with Chad. When he had wrapped his legs around the older boy while they wrestled in the water. Thinking about it now, he certainly hoped that Chad hadn't noticed... That would have been ever so embarrassing. Colin knew a little about his developing body, from the sex education class they had at school that year. But he had been much too shy, and a little naive at the time, so he never really explored the things that he had learned about. But now that his young body was in bloom however, his curiosity was definitely beginning to peak. He washed his young tool, which of course felt really good to him, and even though he more or less knew about masturbation, he wasn't really sure about the exact mechanics of it. For now, all he knew was that it felt good to rub it a little in the shower, or even against his bedding, when he popped a boner at night. Colin wondered if he might even try and ask Chad about some of this stuff; but again, he was much too shy and he didn't know if he could work up the nerve to do that. Anyway, for now he washed himself really well and enjoyed the little tingles that were playing in his young belly. After rinsing off, he hopped out of the tub and quickly dried himself with a soft cotton towel. He finished by brushing his teeth, and then he peeked into the hallway again, before once again dashing naked across to his room, closing the door behind him. Just before getting into bed, he checked his computer hoping to find an email from Chad. There were two new items in his inbox. One from his Grandmother, who had forwarded some stupid playful cat pictures... Why did she always do that, he wondered. Then he opened the other email from Chad. It was only a brief sentence, and one of those 'Emoticon Meegos'. It was a smiley face with a hand giving a thumbs up, and it was animated so that it winked. The words typed below it, were: 'That braclet was so cool... Luv ya Bro, Thanks.' Colin smiled, delighted that Chad didn't think his little gift was dumb. He read the words again, and it made him feel oddly warm inside that he had a friend like Chad. And though he wouldn't have known how to express it, he actually had a little bit of a boy crush on his new, older friend. And the inocent sign off, 'Luv ya Bro...' Made him feel really good. Switching off his computer, and the bedroom light, Colin hopped onto his bed and crawled under the soft cool sheets. He lay there for awhile, thinking about his older friend Chad. Curiously, he noticed all of a sudden, that he had popped a stiffy under the linens. His hand drifted down, and innocently he began rubbing his fingers softly over top of it. Slowly, he drifted off to sleep with his fingers there, still thinking about Chad. End Of Chapter Two Comments appreciated at; about.a.boy@hotmail.com Find my other stories in the Prolific Authors section, under the same name, About A Boy. Thanks. If you are able, please kick in a few bucks at the Nifty Website, to keep it up and running. The Web Master does a lot of work, maintaining and posting stories for your enjoyment. 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