Date: Fri, 02 Dec 2005 00:50:49 -0500 From: joseph green Subject: Snowflakes Ablaze 6 When Donny heard his mother calling it was morning. He had slept all afternoon and all night wrapped up in a comforter. He stood on the cold wooden floor and stretched his naked body in the breaking sum light. Naked! He was naked. He had not put on shorts after... you know... doing himself. And it was liberating. He flopped his morning hard-on around and peeked down the hall. Mom had obviously called from down the stairs. He fished the book of secrets out of the closet and scribbled quickly on the next page. "had a great night. I had a splash of milk and fell asleep in a natural state. Talk to you guys later. Donny" He boldly opened the bedroom door and walked to his upstairs bathroom naked and turned on the shower with out shutting the door. Then a pang of fear griped his chest... his naked chest. He sobered up from what had been a confident adolescent and quickly closed the door and locked it. He stepped into the shower with his private parts hidden firmly in his grip. Then he thought it might not be proper to grip oneself so he just covered himself with an open hand. But covered himself from whom? He meant to take a quick shower so he could get to school early and see Clark on the play ground again. In the sixth grade they didn't get recess but just the same their was a playground. The shower would have gone fast except for the fact that Donny just had to engage in the manic deed once more. Now his pipe was clean and his body was clean but his heart felt so dirty. He tried and tried to walk to his room naked but decided against it. He held the towel behind him but let the front hang open. That would do. Clark was a block from school with four boys sharing a grapefruit cigar. As Donny recognized Clark and a few bullies in the group he paused for fear of pain and humiliation but instead he was greeted by applause and Big Jim saying, "Hey Don. Clark was just telling us how you lifted these sweet numbers. Dude you're ballsy!" and he grab Donny's crotch with his free hand. Had Donny been thinking clearer he would have grabbed back but instead he was trying to register one word. It wasn't "ballsy" or "lifted" . It was "Don". He had a new name. He was Don. He needed to say something interesting, or funny , or clever , or just swear. But nothing came to mind so he took the cigar out of big Jims mouth, puffed on it twice and gave it back. Big Jim asked, "you like these things?" Donny answered, "They taste best when their free." Tonk, a brute of a boy who actually shaved every week said, "Damb son. You are ballsy." Between the five of them they finished off the cigar well before the bell rang. Once at their desks Clark passed a note to Donny. "Do you see the grade book? It's the gray notebook on the desk. I'm going to distract her at the door and you grab it and put it under my desk." Donny had no reason to trust him. The last plan had gone crooked and he got hit with a broom. But it was Clark and he was now Don. Donny would never do such a thing but Don... that's a new story. Clark asked for the hall pass saying that he did not feel good. Then he stood and ran to the trash can. He did not pretend to puke; he actually deposited his breakfast in the can. It was repulsive to hear. The teacher strode to lend aid and Don grabbed the gray book and slid in under Clarks desk. Someone had seen. It was the black haired girl with glasses. No one knew her name. Donny figured he was not the most unpopular kid in school. She was. Not even Donny knew here name. She had seen but it didn't matter. But had anyone else seen. Donny began to sweat but then he remembered that he was no longer Donny but Don, and Don would never sweat over something like this. He settled back in his desk and even had a brief erection over the event. Don arrived home to an empty house and made himself a toaster oven pizza. He thought about going up to his room and getting undressed again. He thought about handling himself again but thought that Clark might come over and he didn't want to miss him or be caught or anything else. Don sat in his dad's easy chair and rubbed his crotch as he watched Oprha. With boredom taking over and Clark obviously not coming over he grabbed another cigar and went to back porch. He got nearly half of it down before he became convinced that he was no longer boarded. It was time to go lay down on the living room floor. In the middle of a nap the phone rang. It was Clark. "What you doing dude?" "I just finished another cigar. Besides that nothing." "You're a better man than me Don. That one this morning made me so sick. But thanks for the grade book. I told the guys you were cool. They didn't believe me until I showed them the grade book. Do you want an A or a B on the last test?" "Umm I got an A." "Oh, so you did. Well, do you want to come over and spend the night?" This was big! Spend the night with Clark? How cool was that? Donny could see where he sleeps and where he takes a shower and even where he gets naked and have so much more to think about when he... you know... did himself. They agreed for him to come right over and found where Clark lived. As it happened he only lived three blocks over and one to the side. It was a three story brown-stone next to the highway with a gnome in the yard. Don packed a paper bag with extra underwear, a tooth brush and hair gel. Now what about sleep wear? Donny slept in his white briefs and tank top T shirt. But what should he sleep in if he were now Don? He figured that Clark might wear shorts, so he put in a pair of running shorts. He thought he might wear pajamas ,and so he also tugged out a pair of simple blue pajamas. But Clark did not wear underwear so should Donny take the briefs out of the bag? No he would just hide them in the extra T with the extra socks. This would do. Donny wrote a note to him mom and dad. It explained that he would be at a friends home and not to call because it would embarrass him. It listed all the tings he had taken and a promise to brush his teeth and be at school on time the next day. It was time to go.