By Antony Asher
**Disclaimer: (T/B) This story is based on actual event. The names and dates have been changed to protect the innocent. This work is my property and is for the enjoyment of my readers. Please do not repost without express written permission from myself. All flames will be ignored, so don't even bother with them. All comments are welcome. Thank you for your attention. **
This is my story. It begins a little over two years ago. It has been a while and I have slept since then, so it may be a little foggy. Anyway, here it goes...
It was a night like any other, no, scratch that, that sounds lame. I was at a basketball game and was just hanging out. It was the day before my 16th birthday so I was ready for the night to be over with, but that was about to change. His name was Tom and he was absolutely cute as hell. He had walked up to me as I was standing outside with one of my friends.
"Hey, what are you up to?" he asked.
"Oh, nothing, just hanging out," I replied.
"Do you mind if I hang around with you?" how could I resist! His beautiful face was gazing up at me. He had the most gorgeous blue eyes!
"No, I don't mind. I'm Antony, what's your name?" I asked.
"Tom. Tom Willard," as he said this I extended my hand for him to shake. He took it.
"Nice to meet you, Tom,"
"How old are you?" he asked.
"Tomorrow I'll be sixteen,"
"Oh, happy birthday then," he said with a smile that melted my heart.
"And how old are you?" I asked.
"I'm 12, my birthday is in eight months though," now, I thought, great he's a little too young for me! But to hell with that! If I'm going to have the chance to be around this cutie I'm going to take it.
We spent the rest of the evening together. We played an arcade game and got to know each other. His birthday was November 12th. He had a sister and a brother. His parents were divorced and he lived with his mom. Towards the end of the night we exchanged phone numbers and addresses. That week was the basketball tourneys so I told him I'd see him soon. That next night I didn't go because it was my birthday. Thursday I came back and he was there. We spent the evening together again. I thought I was so lucky to have this sweet boy around me. The next night he was no where to be found. I was greatly disappointed; I was looking forward to seeing my little friend. I asked one of his friends, Dusty, where he was. Apparently there was a dance at the middle school and Tom had went.
"But, there's his mom up there," Dusty pointed into the stands.
"Oh," I said unenthusiastically.
"You see that girl that's his sister and next to her is his mom," I looked. Then I did a double take.
"Oh my God! I don't believe it! That's Mary! I'll be damned," you see Mary was one of my mom's friends. I just couldn't believe it. Of all the luck! I promptly went to her.
"Oh, Ryan. I haven't seen you in a while. How are you and your mom?" She asked as I sat down next to her.
"We're both fine, thanks. You'll never believe it, Mary. I met Tom here the other day and we've become friends and we never knew who one another was!"
"Really, that's cool. I'll have to tell him who you are," she said with a smile.
"I called a couple of times and talked with you. I never had a clue,"
"That was you? Well, I'll be,"
A couple of days passed and I called him again.
"This is Antony, Jan's son. I saw your mom at the game the other night,"
"Yeah, she told me. How's your mom?" he inquired.
" Fine. Do you realise who I am? I don't think you do," I asked.
"You're Jan's son, I know that,"
"I guess you don't. I'm Antony from the basketball games," I said matter-of-factly.
"Oh! Really! I was wondering why Jan's son would call me since we have never met, but I guess we have, though," he was really surprised.
It turns out that he would go and visit my mom almost every day (I lived with my dad). I had met his sister and brother when I visited their house. I had even seen a picture of him, but I didn't pay attention to it.
Over the next few months I would come and visit his house, mostly when my friend and I were passing through town, you see I didn't have my license yet, even though I was 16. The first time I came over by myself was to go bowling with his church youth group; it even turns out that we went to the same church, just at different times. About the time I quit going he started, weird, huh? We had a good time bowling. I even used some of the tickets in the arcade there to buy us each a friendship ring. I still have it and it's been almost 2 and a half years! Afterwards we went back to his house. We were sitting on his bed and for some reason we started wrestling. Anther of his friends, I can't think of his name was there too. He made some comment about it looked like we were going to kiss. Tom then acted like he was going to kiss me, but he didn't. Damit!
He became tired so he went to bed before my dad had come. I was sitting in the living room waiting and I heard Tom calling my name. I went back to his room to see what he wanted. It was dark and I could see him motion for me to sit on the bed next to me. I sat down and we just started talking about nothing. His sister came into the room and flipped on the lights. He yelled at her and she left. There I was sitting on the bed of the cutest boy in the world and he was in his undies! I about died. He muttered something about it being hot and uncovered his legs and revealed his underwear!!!! Oh, God, I was so damn giddy! Finally, my dad came and I went home.
His mom asked me to come over the next day, a Sunday, to watch a movie. I said sure and my dad dropped me off there. Tom said that he had promised to go up to the church and help out doing something, so he wouldn't be able to stay and watch the movie with me. He didn't have to leave for a bit so we laid on his brother's bed and watched some TV. I remember how much I loved being next to him on that twin bed! It could have lasted forever and I would never tire of it. We sorta wrestled around some and he would get a hold of my hands. He seemed hold them just a little too long =). Finally, It was time for him to get ready. I followed him in to his room talking. He came from the bathroom after changing clothes. He came to stand in front of the mirror. I walked up behind him and was talking. I could see his whole body in the mirror. He then nonchalantly unzipped his pants and opened the front up! I had a very good view of his underwear! He slowly tucked in his shirt and walked to the living room. He left soon after that. I stayed and watched the movie. He hadn't made it back when I Left. So I was disappointed =(.
Stay tuned for the next installment!! It's not over yet, not by a long shot.