Date: Fri, 30 Mar 2007 15:44:26 -0500 From: joe w Subject: Skylar and Haley Chapter Two Skylar & Haley: Chapter Two Written by: redneck boy - boyrdnck@yahoo.com Edited by: Joe - joewep@hotmail.com Date: March 2007 DISCLAIMER: This story contains sexual activity between underage boys and is vulgar in many ways. If it is illegal in your area to read this sort of material, then don't. If you are offended by reading this sort of material, then go to another site. If you are underage, don't read it. Basically, read this story at your own risk. It is YOUR personal responsibility to know what you cannot or should not read. This is the first story I've written for nifty. I hope you like it, but here's a general warning. This story is not the kind that's all about sex. There will be no nine-year-old boys having anal sex with their six-inch cocks. I'm keeping it real on here. This story is about a young boy who is trying to find who he is in life and ends up finding out who he is in strange, but new and exciting ways. Anyway, I hope you enjoy Skylar & Haley. ----------------------------------------- >From Chapter One of Skylar & Haley: After his parents got home that night, they ate supper together, watched a little TV, and then Skylar got ready to go to bed around nine o'clock. When he was lying in bed, his mind was racing with thoughts about Haley, his first time masturbating, and why he was attracted to a boy. With those thoughts crowding his mind, it took him a long time to finally fall asleep, but he finally managed to drift off by midnight. End of Chapter One ------------------------------------------------- Skylar Chapter Two - There's Something About Haley "All I'm saying is that we should try eating something for breakfast besides toast, Mom," Skylar said as he sat at the breakfast table with his mom and sister. "Honey, you know I would love to give you kids a healthy and potentially good breakfast for once, but I don't have time to cook. Your dad's the cook in the family anyway," Mrs. Marshall told her son as he nibbled on the bland buttered toast. "Oh alright. Oh yeah, Haley asked me if I wanted to spend the weekend at his house. So can I? Please, Pretty please with a cherry on top?" Skylar asked trying to use his little boy voice. "Well, I don't see any problem with it. You and dad and me are planning to go out to your grandmother's house for the weekend. You know, the only place you get a good breakfast at?" Mrs. Marshall said. "Haley's mom make good breakfasts too though," Skylar said. "Then I guess I can't stop ya. You gonna go over there after school Friday?" she asked. "I don't know yet. I'll find out from Haley today." "Alright. Well, it's getting late. You better run on to school before you get a tardy note," Mrs. Marshall warned him. "I can't get to school unless the bus is at the bus stop anyway, Mom. You know that right?" Skylar pointed out. "Don't be a smart ass. Get your backpack and get out. Love ya." "Love you too, Mom," Skylar said as he got up from the table. Skylar grabbed his backpack from his room, said his goodbyes, and headed out of the house towards the sidewalk. When he got to the sidewalk, he saw Haley walking not too far ahead of his towards the bus stop. He began to run towards him. "Haley!!" Skylar called out to get the boy's attention. Haley stopped and turned around to face Skylar as Skylar was running towards him. Skylar looked at his comrade in a completely different light now. He could not picture the boy as merely just his best friend anymore. He had certain images of him now that he would probably never get out of his mind. He still could not understand why he was attracted to his best friend, but could not manage to feel the same way about girls. When Skylar caught up to the boy, the two of them performed their cool secret handshake, which involved spitting on their own hands and then slapping them together and then shaking their hands together in different ways. Skylar had always thought of their handshake as gross and childish, but it had been known as their official best friend handshake since they were in the first grade. "What's up, dude?" Haley asked with a bright smile on his face. "A lot actually. It worked," Skylar said with a lowered voice. "You serious? That's great! It feels awesome, doesn't it?" Haley asked with excitement in his voice. "Oh my god. I've never felt anything like it before! It's definitely something that I will never forget," Skylar said, adding, "in more way than one," secretly to himself. "Tell me about it. It made me think a lot about serious things after my first time," Haley said. "Like what do you mean serious?" Skylar asked hoping for something similar to his experience. "Oh, never mind. Hey, did you ask your mom if you could spend the weekend at my house?" Haley asked trying to change the subject. "Yeah. She said that would be fine," Skylar said, noting the sudden change in topic and mood from Haley. "Sweet. How do you wanna do it? You just wanna walk home with me right after school Friday?" "Affirmative, Private Summers," Skylar said using his chief military commander voice. "You know we stopped playing games like that a long time ago right?" Haley said referring to Skylar's childish way of speaking. "Blast it all, I thought we were still into that sort of crap." "Not since the third grade as I recall," Haley reminded him. The boys arrived at the bus stop just in time to see a fight arise between several boys who were arguing about a girl. One of the boys punched the other boy in the face and then kicked him in the stomach. The other boy shrieked in pain and then knee-kicked his opponent in the groin causing him to drop to the ground. The rest of the kids were cheering one of the boys, but Haley and Skylar decided to remain towards the back and as far away from the dispute as possible. "Those guys are so ridiculous. They're just all balls and no brains," Haley stated his personal opinion to Skylar. "Well, that guy might not have so much balls anymore, what with being kicked straight in the balls and all," Skylar pointed out. "You know what I mean. Why would you fight over a girl? I mean, they make it look like you have to go through pain-staking trials just to find a random pretty girl or something when they're actually all over the place, you know?" Haley explained. "I guess I've never really thought too much about it," Skylar said honestly. "Well, you're no help," Haley said. "Sorry man. I just don't pay much attention to idiots like them most of the time, you know?" "Probably a good idea. So who do you think's gonna win this one?" Haley asked. "I'm not thinking anyone's gonna win this one. The bus is coming down the street now," Skylar pointed out. "Oh so Mr. Balthrop's gonna win," Haley said referring to the old bus driver. When the bus pulled next to the curb, Mr. Balthrop quickly jumped off the bus to put a stop to the fight between the boys. They argued back and forth with the bus driver and he told them to get on the bus without a word being said the whole way to school. He made the boys sit in the two front seats across from each other where he could keep an eye on each of them individually through the large, rear-view mirror. The rest of the kids boarded the school bus after the commotion was taken care of. Haley and Skylar sat in their usual spot close to the back of the bus and began conversing back and forth about different subjects that any other normal preteen boys would talk about. When they arrived at the school, the two of them said their goodbyes to one another and went their separate ways. Skylar headed to his homeroom and saw his good friend Ashley Newman standing by the classroom door waiting for him. When she spotted Skylar, she ran to him and gave him a hug. He hugged her back even though it was awkward for him and then they headed inside their homeroom together. "So what're you doing this weekend?" Ashley asked. "I think I'm staying at Haley's house for the weekend." "Ah man. I was hoping me and you could go to the movies together this weekend or something," Ashley said. "Well, if I wasn't going to Haley's, I'd definitely say yes to that," Skylar lied, trying to be sensitive to his friend's feelings. Skylar had always known that Ashley liked him, but he didn't like her that way. He had thought about asking her out several times over the years so he could say that he had a girlfriend, but he refrained from it realizing all of the obligations that came with having a girlfriend. The two of them sat down next to each other at the back of the classroom and sat through homeroom period playing paper football with each other. When it was finally over, Skylar said his goodbyes to Ashley and headed to his first period class which he shared with Haley. Arriving at his science class, he sat down in his normal spot. A few seconds later, Haley walked in and took a seat in the desk next to Skylar's. "God, could homeroom get any more boring?" Haley asked. "Well, I've been playing paper football with Ashley since school began, so probably not," Skylar said. "Ashley still hitting on you a lot?" Haley asked. "Like a hammer on a piece of plywood," Skylar remarked. "Dude, why don't you just go out with her? She's pretty cute and she's also very nice," Haley said. "I don't know. I've thought about it several times, but I just don't think I really want a girlfriend right now, you know? I just feel too young to be devoting all my time to trying to make some girl happy by emptying my bank account to the negatives," Skylar said. "Talk about a stereotype and a half. You know, not all girls are like that," Haley said. "Well, that's how I like to picture them. That way I can keep myself under control," Skylar lied. "Okay? Anyway, did you do the homework last night?" Haley asked. "For what?" Skylar asked. "For science, you goofball," Haley said. "Ah crap. I forgot I had homework." Haley rolled his eyes and laughed at his friend. Skylar stared at the boy and thought about the images he had in his mind the night before. He had never realized before how cute his best friend was. He had cute dimples when he smiled, his two front teeth showed right below his upper lip slightly, and he had the cutest button nose that he had ever seen. He smiled at the boy and just stared at his face for an extended period of time, almost phasing out of reality. Suddenly, he heard a snap in front of his face. He snapped back into real life and noticed that Haley was actually trying to get his attention. "It's about time you stir a little. What the hell are thinking about?" Haley asked curiously. "Oh nothing. Just a little out of it today," Skylar said. "Jeez Skylar. You look like you're high on something. You didn't get back into the crack stash again, did ya?" Haley asked jokingly. "Well, I tried to get over it, but I just couldn't. The addiction was too strong for me," Skylar said. The boys joked around with each other for next several minutes until the teacher shut them up. They sat through the lesson until the bell rang and then went through second, third, and fourth period waiting for lunch to finally arrive. After fourth period, Skylar met up with Haley and their other friends George and Brock. The four of them grabbed their lunch bags and went to their usual spot outside of the school up next to the brick wall of the auditorium that was shaded well by large oak trees. None of the teachers or school staff members ever knew that they would sneak out there for lunch, so they made it their official lunch spot since there was a nice breeze coming from the north most times and the sight of the large, blue, mole hill was right at their grasp. "So what're ya'll doing this weekend?" Brock asked curiously. "We're having a sleepover at my house," Haley informed the boy. "Who's 'we?' You sneakin' girls over to your house, Hal?" George joked. "Nope. But close enough I guess. I'm having Skylar over at my house for the weekend," Haley said. "Hey! That was harsh," Skylar complained. "Eh, don't worry. They already know your little secret," Haley added. "Yeah, it's okay Skylar. We know how things like that go, but don't get upset. We're here to help you," Brock said. "Jackasses," Skylar said plainly as he threw a pebble at Brock's head. After the boys finished out their quarrel, they ate their lunches and then headed to their fifth period classes, which none of them looked forward to. Skylar didn't mind his fifth period social studies class too much because he shared it with Brock and they always sat next to one another. When the two of them were in class, they talked to each other until the bell rang loudly. Skylar's social studies teacher assigned an in-class two-person project that was supposed to be due by the end of the period. He let the class choose their own partners; so naturally, Skylar and Brock took each other as partners. The two of them put their desks next to the other and began working on the project. "I don't get this," Skylar said. "Ah c'mon, it's easy. All you have to do is just answer the questions, find the words in the word search and then figure out the message at the bottom with the results of the word search," Brock explained. "Oh, is that all?" Skylar asked. "Yeppers. Okay, try to answer this first one. Who was known as the 'father of the Constitution?'" Brock asked already knowing the answer to the question. "Why're you asking me? I don't even really know what the Constitution is," Skylar said honestly. "That's okay. Just take a guess," Brock said. "Fine. Umm, I'll say Abraham Lincoln," Skylar said. "Hmm, the Constitution was written a hundred years before Lincoln was president, so think earlier," Brock said. "Okay. Thomas Jefferson. Oh yeah, he wrote the Constitution, right!?" Skylar asked sure that he was right. "He wrote the Declaration of Independence, not the Constitution. The founding fathers wrote the Constitution," Brock said. "Then why does it need one father? Why couldn't the answer just be 'founding fathers?'" Skylar asked curiously. "Because one of the early presidents was known as the 'father of the Constitution.' I don't really know why. That's just how it is," Brock said. "Okay, I give. Who is it?" Skylar asked. "James Madison," Brock said. "Oh. Never would've gotten that in a million years. God Brock, you're so freakin' smart. What do you do to be so smart?" Skylar asked. "I study and do my work like no one else around here does," Brock said. "Guess that would help, huh?" Skylar asked. "Look Skylar, there's something I noticed today at lunch. And it concerns me a little," Brock admitted. "What is it?" Skylar asked hoping that it wasn't what he thought it was. "I - I noticed you...staring at Haley today. In a different way than usual," Brock said trying not to upset the boy. Skylar sat there silently not knowing what to say. He knew he had been caught and that his friendship with Brock would forever be demolished. He knew that Brock would spread the news around the whole school and eventually lead to Skylar having to move to Mexico just to get away from the torture. "Skylar, it's okay. I'm not gonna tell anybody," Brock assured him. "Brock, it's not true. Haley's just a friend," Skylar said. Brock just stared at him as if he could see right through him. Skylar knew he should just come clean. What harm could it do if he already promised that he would not tell anyone? "Okay, okay. You're right. Last night, I realized that I have feelings for Haley that I can't really explain. I mean, I never thought of myself as gay or bisexual or whatever, but I'm not sure anymore," Skylar explained. "What happened last night to make you realize it?" Brock asked. "I leaned how to play with myself. Or squirm the worm or whatever," Skylar said not knowing the technical term for the act. "You mean masturbate?" Brock asked. "Is that what that is? I've heard that word thrown around by the big kids here, but I never knew what it was," Skylar said. "Yeah, that's what it is. So what made you feel like you were attracted to Haley?" Brock asked curiously. "Because I couldn't think of anyone else that could...make me hard," "Oh. Well, then that's...oh," Brock said confusedly. "Yeah. You think I'm a freak now, don't you," Skylar assumed. "What? Skylar, you're like a good friend of mine. I wouldn't think that of you. Actually, this doesn't come as much of a surprise to me and George," "Huh? George knows? How does George know?" Skylar asked. "Dude, we've both known for a while now. We've suspected it for a long time. We see how close the two of you are and we knew it would just be a matter of time before one of you decided to admit your feelings for the other," Brock said. "I still don't get this. I didn't have any feelings at all for Haley until just yesterday, so how the hell did you know about this before that?" Skylar asked. "Man, it's just so obvious with you two. The way ya'll talk to each other, the way you guys look each other, the way you-" Brock was interrupted by Skylar. "The way we look at each other? You mean he looks at me the way I looked at him today?" Skylar asked in a shocking tone of voice. "Hell yeah, man! He's been doing it way longer than you have, in fact," "You're kidding," Skylar said. "Oh no! Skylar, Haley's had a thing for you ever since that time in the woods last year," Brock said. "I'm confused. How did you know all of this? Especially before I did? I mean, something here just don't add up right," Skylar said. "I've had conversations with Haley before. He never said he had a thing for you in so many words, but it's bloody obvious that he does," Brock said. "This is so weird. I never in a million years imagined that I'd be trying to get information on my best friend about whether he likes me in a gay way or not. This is almost too much to take in," Skylar said. "Oh my god, I'm gay," "Well, calm down. You don't wanna come out of the closet in social studies, fairy boy. Just wait it out and see how it goes first. You're staying at Haley's house this weekend, right?" Brock asked. "Yeah, why?" "While you're there, look for signs that say whether he likes you like that or not. Just don't get caught in case it's not really what we think it is," "Sounds like a plan. I can't believe this. This is all so weird to me," "I know. Well, just look for any kind of signals. There's something about Haley that just indicates some kind of genuine affection for you. I'm just not sure what kind yet," Brock said. "So, don't blow it while looking for signals. Got it," Skylar said. With those thoughts on his mind, Skylar began to think about how he was going to look for signals from Haley that indicated that he liked Skylar the same way that he liked Haley. It just seemed all too fast and too good to be true, but he was going to try anyway to find out what chance he had to be with his best friend in a different way. Skylar found it all too overwhelming that he was actually doing this, but he was excited as well. After fifth period ended, Skylar packed his stuff and headed to his final period of the day, which was another period that he shared with Haley. He figured this class was a good way to look for signals that Haley liked him. He knew that if any aspect of school would actually push thoughts like Skylar's into full drive, this would be the one. He walked down the halls and headed down to the place that would help determine what Haley really thought of Skylar. When he arrived, he looked around and spotted Haley sitting in their usual spot in the gym waiting for their gym coach to walk in and tell them to change out for PE. End of Chapter Two __________________________________ Okay, I know this was a cliffhanger, but I thought it would add more effect to the story to do it that way. Well, I hope you enjoyed chapter two of Skylar. The third chapter will most definitely contribute to the changes that Skylar goes through during his preteen years. By the way, if you have comments or criticisms, you're more than welcome to email me, but just so we're clear, I don't have time to respond to emails because I'm busy either writing the story or living life, you know. Anyway, hope you liked this chapter and that you'll read on.