Date: Mon, 5 Sep 2005 19:05:40 -0700 (PDT)
From: William Cordova <wcordova98@yahoo.com>
Subject: William Cordova -  Chapter Thirteen...

Disclaimer

This story contains acts of the sexual nature between underage boys.  If
you do not like this type of story, or it is illegal in the area in which
you live, do not read any further.

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Chapter Thirteen: Spring Break


Spring break is a great time, yet not as great as it could be.  Since there
is no school, Anthony and I usually don't get to see each other, hang out
and do fun stuff.  I enjoy the sleeping in and staying up really late, now
that I have my own room and TV.  I woke up Monday around nine, ate some
cereal and was reading the newspaper.  The house was silent.  I looked in
Benjamin's room.  He was still sleeping.  I decided to call up Anthony and
see what he was doing.

"Hello."

"Hey Anthony, its Will.  How ya doing?"

"Ok.  You?"

"Good.  But I'm bored to death."

"Same here."

"Hey, you want to go over to Matt's House?"

"Sure.  Who's going to take us?"

"We are."

"We are?  What do you mean?"

"We'll ride our bikes over."

"Are you insane?  What if our parents find out?"

"They won't unless you tell them?  I rode over there the day you were sick
last week.  It takes about twenty minuets, its no big deal."

"I'm not sure.  Kind of risky."

"Well, we can always just stay bored."

"Ok fine."

"I'll meet you at your house in a few minutes and we'll ride together."

"Ok, bye."

"Later."

I got myself ready and rode over to Anthony's house.  He was waiting
outside for me when I arrived.  "Let's go slow poke" and off we were.  We
arrived at Matt's house.  I didn't call him before we came over, thought
I'd surprise him again.  I knocked on the door.  Sarah answered the door.

"Hey, Matt around?"  I asked.

"Yeah, he's upstairs in his room."  She walked away leaving the door open
as an invitation to come in.

We walked up to his room.  I tried to open the door, but it was locked.  I
knocked and heard Matt from inside.  "Go away, I'm trying to sleep."

"Matt, it's me and Anthony."

"What you doing here?"

"Thought we'd stop by.  We were bored."

"Ok, just a minute."  A minute later Matt opened the door wearing a pair of
shorts only.  "Hey.  Kind of early don't you think?"  I looked at the
clock; it was just past ten-thirty.

"Nope.  Not too early to wake you up dweeb" Anthony chimed in.

"Shut up!  I need a shower."  He left for the bathroom.

"So we woke him up, poor baby" Anthony said.

"Yeah, I sort of planned that."

I grabbed his TV remote and turned it on.  I sat down on his messed up bed,
his bedspread still flopped open.  I could feel the warmth still.  I looked
down on the ground.  A pair of discarded boxers was on the floor.  I got
thinking of the past weeks activities that took place here.  It got me
hard.  I looked up at Anthony.  He was reading some stuff on Matt's desk,
not paying attention to me.  I adjusted myself so not to make my situation
noticeable.

Matt came back in a few minutes later, in the same shorts as before, and
towel around his shoulders.  He threw the towel on a chair and put a shirt
on, flopping down next to me on his bed.

"So what you up to?" Matt asked.

"Nothing really" I replied.

"How about we go shoot some hoops.  We haven't done that in awhile."
Anthony suggested.

We agreed and we were out the door in a few minutes, down to the basketball
court. We played around for a little while.  Anthony appeared to be getting
better.  "You going to try out for the team next year Anthony?"  Matt
asked.

"Yup."

"You know you'll be competing against the best players from three different
schools, not just ours."

"I know, but I would rather try then not try at all.  If I ain't good
enough then I'm not good enough.  What about you?  Going to grow some guts
and try this time?"

I thought for about one-fifth of a second.  "Nope."  I gave the same
excuses I always give.  I'm not a team player, or I'm not good enough, I'd
rather not take the time to try out -- stuff like that.

We got tired of shooting hoops fairly fast.  We hadn't played much over the
winter and it was extra hot for March.  "Man it's getting hot.  Anyone up
for a dip in the pool?"  Matt asked.

"Sure."

Anthony and I didn't have any swim trunks so we barrowed some shorts from
Matt.  We mainly went in the pool to cool off, but we ended up in a
wrestling match -- each trying to dunk the other.  We only spent about
forty minutes in there because our stomachs started grumbling.

After drying off and changing back into normal clothes, we raided the
kitchen.  Shortly after that, the phone rang.  Matt picked it up.

"Hello...Oh hi Vanessa..." Matt giggled. "Doing fine.  Anthony and Will are
here...I don't think they'd mind...How long?...Ok hold on..." Matt covered the
receiver with his hand and asked us if we wanted to go with him to
Vanessa's house.

"Where she live?" I asked.

"On the other side of the subdivision."

"Sure I suppose.  Not like we have anything here to do."

Matt returned to the phone.  "Sure, they'll come too...yes...nooo!...of
course, see you in a few...bye."  Matt hung up the phone.

We got ready and left for her house after we finished eating up.  It wasn't
that far to Vanessa's house.  Matt knocked on the door and she answered.
The house was very nice, well kept yard, and a sophisticated feel inside.
She's an only child so that explains why her house doesn't look like a
train wreck ala mine.  We went into the living room, where she had a movie
on.  Matt and Vanessa sat next to each other on the love seat.  How
appropriate.

"When do your parents get home?" I asked.

"Oh, they don't get home for another four hours.  Sit and watch the movie."

Anthony and I sat.  I had seen the movie before, and I remember liking it.
So I started watching intently.  I glanced over and Matt and Vanessa were
snuggling up to each other.  A few minutes later, Vanessa asked if we
wanted some popcorn and drinks.  We said yes and she left, taking Matt for
help.  From the living room, I could hear the microwave on and the two of
them giggling, making funny noises.  Few minutes later, they returned with
two big bowls of popcorn and some drinks.

When the drinks and popcorn were about consumed, Matt and Vanessa got up
and walked upstairs.  I got bored with the movie, I mean its good, but
still, I've seen it, so I started small talk with Anthony.

"How's the deal with Lilly working out?"

"Good.  I like her a lot."

"When you going to see her again?"

"Friday."

"Cool."

"When you going to get a girlfriend already?" Anthony asked.

"I'm working on it.  I like to take my time, and not just pick anyone.  I'm
going for quality, not quantity."

"Sure.  By the time you finally get your first kiss, you'll be 20."

That got us laughing.  Technically I already had my first kiss, but Anthony
didn't know that.  I just had never kissed a girl before.  I wasn't about
to correct him on that.

"Naw, more like 21."

"So you have someone in mind?"

"Yeah, I have my eye on a few girls."

"Who?"

"I ain't telling you!"

"Why not?  Are they ugly?"

"No!"

"They're probably uglier then your butt."

"No they aren't!  And when have you seen my butt?"

"I haven't.  Matt told me about it!"

Wait.  Has Matt seen my butt?  I thought for a second.  I don't remember
him seeing my butt.  And even if he had, why would he say that to Anthony?
"Sure!  You probably look at my ass all day long, drooling over it!"

"Ha!  Nope, I look at it when I feel pukey!  Makes me vomit faster!"

We were laughing when I heard a car pull into the driveway.  We looked out
the window from our sitting position, from the window we saw the car pull
up to the garage.  I ran over to the window to get a better look.  Anthony
was right behind me.  I saw an older man get out.  "Is that her dad?"  I
asked.

"Probably!"

We looked at each other.  Shit I thought.  We immediately ran upstairs.  I
wasn't even sure which room was hers.  I started opening doors in a frantic
pace, not knowing what I'll find behind them.  I flung open the door at the
end of the hallway.  There, on her bed, was Matt and Vanessa, sitting
together kissing, Matt with his hand cupping her left breast.

Vanessa screamed and jumped up.  She threw something at us, but before she
got too mad, I managed to tell her.  "Your dad is here!"

"What?" she responded.

"Your dad just pulled up the driveway."

"Crap!  He's not supposed to be home yet!"  We heard the backdoor slam
shut.  "Crap!  Stay here."  She shut the door behind her.

We turned my attention to Matt, who was sitting on the bed looking somewhat
embarrassed.  "What were you two doing?" Anthony asked.

He blushed.  "What do you think we were doing?"

"You were scoring dude!"  Anthony said.

"Didn't feel that way."

"Shhh!  I can hear them talking" I put my ear up close to the door.  It was
too muffled to make out the words.  I cracked the door to hear better.

"What you doing?" Matt whispered.

"Shhh!"

We listened some more.  I heard someone start walking up the stairs.  I
closed the door.  We waited a few more minutes.  Then the door opened
Vanessa walked in.  "This isn't good.  He's sitting in his recliner in his
room."

"That's good, we can sneak out now."  Matt said.

"No.  He can see this door from there.  If we open the door, he'd see us
all without a problem.  His room is directly opposite from here."

"You think he'll move sometime soon?"

"I don't know.  Sometimes he sits there and watches TV for hours."

"Crap!  I have to be home in about forty-five minutes!"

"Me too!" Anthony replied.

I thought for a moment.  "Can we get out through the window?" I suggested
as I walked over to her window.  I looked down.

"No" Vanessa said.

Anthony thought maybe Vanessa could distract him somehow while we snuck
downstairs.  We talked about how it could be done, while we kept an eye on
his dad through the cracked door.  He just sat there -- no way to sneak out
without him noticing.

"Think of something to get him to help you with, something downstairs --
maybe something too heavy for you, or to high maybe?"

Vanessa thought for a moment.  "Ok, maybe I know something.  Keep an eye on
him; if you see him come with me slowly follow behind.  And shut the door
quietly on the way out."

She left the room, Matt watching through the cracked door.  Funny how in
this time of despair and nervousness, that I would notice that he started
to get some hair on his legs.  I looked closely without making myself
obvious.  He had some leg hair down by his socks.  It was still fine thin
hair, but I could see it coming in.  I wanted to reach down and stroke it,
feel it.

Next thing I heard was Matt telling us to go.  He opened the door and moved
down the hallway.  Vanessa's dad had gone downstairs.  She was at the top
of the stairs waving for us to come.  "He's downstairs in the kitchen.
Come quickly; go straight out the front door."

We did as she said and we were on our bikes, pedaling fast back to Matt's
house.

"That was close."  I said.

"Hell yeah it was" Matt rung in.  "T thought he was going come up and kill
me!"

"Why would he do that?  He'd yell at Vanessa maybe..."

"Because I was grabbing her boobs."

"He doesn't know that though."

"I know.  I'm just scared shitless that's all."

We arrived at Matt's house, but couldn't stay.  Anthony and I rode back
home in readily haste.  I was a bit nervous about making it home before my
parents got worried.  I could lie easily and tell them I was at Anthony's
house, but it's just so much easier not having any conflict at all.

"Hey, if your parents ask, you were at my house, and if my parents ask, I
was at your house.  Got it?"

Made sense to me.  "Sure."

We split apart at the Elementary school -- Anthony up towards his house as
I continued down Keith Harrow toward mine.  When I arrived at home, I had
no idea what time it was.  I was a bit hot from pedaling faster then
normal.  Both parents' cars were in the drive way, so it must have been at
least 5:30.  I walked in as casual as possible and headed straight to my
room, trying not to draw attention to myself.  I slipped in without either
of them noticing.

I was lying on my bed, listening to the TV, but not watching -- I have a
tendency now to just have the TV on for no reason other then to create
noise -- when a knock on the door startled me.

"Come in."

"Hey Will."  Benjamin walked in.

"What you need Ben?"

"Where were you all day?"

"I was at Anthony's house."

"Oh."

"What's wrong?"

"I miss Rob."

"We all do Ben.  Nothing we can do about it.  He's happy now though.  He's
up in heaven looking down at us, watching over us, making sure we don't do
anything stupid, and keeping us safe."

"What if he went to hell?"

"What makes you think he went to hell?"

"I dunno, just what if he did?"

"Well, I don't think he did.  He didn't live long enough in this world to
make God mad enough for him to go to hell."

Benjamin sat still for a few minutes.  I went back to staring at the
ceiling.  I was thinking about earlier -- Matt doing those sexual things to
Vanessa.  I was in LaLa land thinking about it.  It sort of made me
jealous.  I kissed him like that, once.  But it has been the highlight of
my young life.  The whacking off with Matt in his room was awesome, but
that was just about getting off.  I was just horny, and interested in
seeing other boys naked.  When I kissed him, however, it was the greatest
feeling ever.  It made me think, deep, about me, about what I am and who I
am.  I couldn't explain it to myself.  It required words beyond my
vocabulary.

"What's it mean to be gay?"

I was snapped back to reality from Benjamin's question.  "I am not really
sure.  Why do you ask?"

"I heard some kids at school calling another kid that.  They called him a
gay queer boy."

"Oh.  Well, to be gay means to like boys."

"I don't get it."

I didn't think he'd get it.  I wasn't sure how much I wanted to tell him.
"Like, when boys like each other, in more then just a friendship way.  They
like to kiss each other and stuff.  Guys are supposed to like girls, but if
you're gay, you like guys instead."

"Hmm.  And gays go to hell?"

"Yup.  How'd you know that?"

"Dad's always saying that."

"Right" I thought.  I wasn't sure how much of what dad said was true or
not.  I really don't have any reason to doubt him.  I guess he's only
trying to teach us to be good people. I had trouble with some of the things
he says -- gays going to hell being one of them.  As much as I wanted to
believe my dad, the thought was conflicting with my growing curiosity of
boys.  "You know I have some old pictures of Rob.  Why don't you have a
few."  I grabbed the shoe box and took a few pictures out, handing them to
Benjamin.

"Thanks, I know just where to put them."

"Where's that?"

"By my comic strips."  Benjamin had a few dozen comics pinned up underneath
the bunk bed, as did I when it was mine.  It's perfect for lying in bed.

"Well, you do that."

That night I stayed up very late.  I wasn't tired.  My mind was racing
between all that happened recently -- Rob dying suddenly, Matt's cute naked
boyhood, Benjamin and tonight, Matt making out with Vanessa, the near-death
experience with her father.  I know it wasn't a near-death experience, but
at the time, it sure felt that way.  I rested in bed for a few hours
thinking of what was going on in Matt's head.  Between his sexual innuendo
with me, gym class and now Vanessa, I have no clue what the fuck he is,
what swing set he rides.

I slept exceptionally well, and woke up tired.  Thinking of yesterday's
incident, and the possibility of being caught going over to Matt's house by
bike, I dared not attempt it again so soon.  I just did my chores and
played games all day.

By Friday, I had grown some guts back since Monday's incident.  I decided I
would adventure over to Matt's house again, for a full day of fun, instead
of the normal grind of nothingness the other days have left me.  I left for
his house around ten-thirty, getting to his house just before eleven.

In his room, I sat next to him on his bed.  "How's Vanessa doing?"

"Good.  I called her yesterday.  She has no idea why her dad came home
early."

"Yeah, that sucked.  I was nervous all the way home, thinking I might have
been late, but I got home in time.  My parents didn't even notice."

"Yeah, I was scared shitless too."

"So hey, you got to second base I see" I said while laughing.

"Yeah, it's no biggie though.  I'm going to go see her again later."

"What do you mean no biggie?  You were rubbing titties!"

"Eh."

"Only eh?"  I thought for a moment.  "When you going to see her?"

"Yeah, in a few hours."

"You're going to risk your life again?"  I laughed.

"Vanessa says it was a one time thing.  He's never come home that early
before.  I didn't want to at first, but she convinced me."

"Why not ask her to come here?"

"I thought of that, but she has no way of getting here."

I scooted back to lean up against the back wall.  Matt put his legs up on
the bed and leaned against his pillows and headboard.  I noticed I could
partially see down his shorts.  I didn't really look as Matt and I were
talking, and I didn't want to be seen as checking him out.  I kept my eyes
wandering about.  We both went silent with a lack of discussion.  Matt's
eyes focused on the TV as he turned it on.  I looked down at his legs and
had a perfect view down his shorts.  I could see his white boxers.  His
thighs looked sweet and tender.  I really wanted to see him whack off again
-- see his nice slender dick.

I must have zoned out in my thoughts.  I was brought back into reality from
Matt.  "See something you like?"

My eyes snapped up to his.  "What?"

He was grinning.  "I asked if you saw something you liked"

"Oh...uhmm...I don't know.  I'm hungry.  What do you have to eat around here?
He bought my change of subject.

"Sure."  We went down to the kitchen and grabbed some food.  After lunch,
it was time for Matt to head to Vanessa's house.

"You coming with?" Matt asked.

"Nah, I better not.  I would have nothing to do.  Besides, I don't want to
interrupt ya'll two having fun."

He laughed.  "Ok, then I'll see you in class on Monday?"

"Yup, later."

The rest of spring break went by fairly slowly.  I felt stupid for getting
caught checking out Matt's legs.  Why would he react the way he did?  I
couldn't make any sense of Matt any longer.

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Author's Note: I am really sorry about missing my usual weekend update.  I
left town friday intending to send it in before, but it slipped my mind.  I
was an hour down the road when i remembered :( There was no way to send it
in after that.  Really am sorry.  Especially to Matt, who comes home every
friday from school just waiting for my next chapter...Sorry Matt :( Chapter
Fourteen will be sent in on Friday...I promise :)

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