With A Click Of A Mouse

 

With A Click Of A Mouse

Guys after editing chapter 3 for so long, I decided to give you guys a double dose this week.
There's plenty more still to come from this story. Thanks for the feedback received on the 2nd chapter. You guys are my inspiration to continue this story. As always, please keep them comments coming. I'm not a Seasoned Writer, so please don't be nasty, I'm trying my utmost to improve my writing, but I will get there eventually.
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CHAPTER 3

A BOND OF BROTHERHOOD

Dude, you live here? Kyle asked

Yeah bro, why? I replied

I always thought that this was the home of a movie star or something, our home is huge, but yours is wickedly awesome, Kyle said

Wait till you get inside, I replied

I first took him on a tour of the grounds, I'm not going to bore you with details, but its massive, we have a tennis court and a basketball court on the grounds as well, but the main attraction lies indoors.
As we entered the house, my mom was talking to my dad in the lounge; she saw us and immediately came to see who my new friend was.

I introduced my mum to Kyle. Lucky Charms this is my mum Kate, mum this is Kyle.
He still wanted to do the mam or Mrs' thing, but I told him not to bother, my mum hates being called Mrs Black, she says its makes her sound "Old And Cold" and that's in her words.

Mum, the scenario has changed with Kyle; I invited him to stay the night, would that be ok? I asked.

Sure hun, but your dad informed me that we will be eating out tonight, so either you boys tag along, or I can ask Maria to fix you boys' supper, she replied"

Both myself and Kyle looked at each other.
Naaaaaaaaaaa, we both said simultaneously, and started cracking ourselves.

My mom shaking her head, just laughed and said: "I'll get Maria to fix you boys something"

Maria has been our maid since I was in diapers; she lives on the grounds as well.

Mom, I'll be showing Kyle around the house and then we'll be going to his place to pick up some overnight supplies for him, but don't worry, he lives just down the road from us.

I grabbed Kyle by the hand and took him through the rest of the house, like I said earlier, it's massive, so I'll give you guys a quick rundown.

It's a 3 story home, with an elevator in the centre of the house, with the stairs spiralling around the elevator.

The bottom / ground floor has the kitchen, lounge, study, family room, dining room, gym, cinema, indoor pool and my dad's bar / smoking room. (It's where he relaxes and smokes a cigar and has his glass of cognac)

The 2nd floor has only bedrooms on it; my parents' bedroom is on this floor as well. There are eight bedrooms in total, but my parents one is the biggest of them all.

Then you get to the 3rd floor, which is mine. Yes you heard right, mine.
This consists of my bedroom, trophy room, games room, lounge, gym, kitchen and dining area, and a cinema room.

My dad bought the property some years back, and built the house from scratch according to his specifications.

Kyle was impressed with our home, and once I was done showing him around, we relaxed in my room with a glass of OJ and started chatting.

We were talking about everything and nothing really, it's just so fascinating to be in his company. I have many friends, but no really close ones. Friend's you can share your deepest and darkest secrets with, friend's you can cry with when you are feeling down. A person that will always be there for you and sacrifice everything they needed to for you. Kyle had these qualities in him and more.

My parents announced that they will be leaving soon, and I excused myself quickly from my room to say goodbye to them, Kyle said that he'll wait for me up in the room, as I still needed to change and then we'll be able to head out to his place to collect his things.


 

IN THIS SECTION LAW WILL NO LONGER BE THE NARRATOR, BUT IT WILL BE KYLE. IT WILL BE A SHORT INTERLUDE WITH A FEW PARAGRAPHS WHERE YOU WILL SEE THINGS THROUGH HIS EYES.

I Am So Blessed, I Think I Was Due For A Win And It Came In The Form Of Law. Since I Was Introduced To Him In School, He Was Nothing But Friendly, Even Though I Made A Total Ass Of Myself In IT Class, He Didn't Get Upset Or Angry, He Was Patient With Me, And Explained Things In A Form That I Could Understand.
Then It Was The Meeting With Our Dads. That Went Well, I Thought My Dad Was Going To Freak When He Saw Me Talking To Law And His Father,
Then He Invited Me To The Tracks, I Had A Ball Of A Time. Never In A Million Years Did I Think That A Go – Kart Of All Things Would Be That Fast, But When Law Almost Made An Accident, I Started To Panic.

All I Could See Was My Twin – Brother.
Yeah, I Had A Twin – Brother, He Died When I Was 9. When People Ask Me, I Always Say That I'm An Only Child, It's Just So Painful To Think About.

After The Death Of My Twin, I Retreated Into Myself, Not Saying Much, Music Was My Only Friend, And A Coping Mechanism, Or So I Thought. I Had To Undergo Therapy After I Almost Had A Nervous Breakdown At The Age Of 11.

I Told Him That I Have Plenty Of Other Friends, I Lied. He Is My Only One.
It's Just Been So Hard To Pick Up The Pieces, But I Think With The Friend I Made, I Will Be Able To Get A Handle On My Life Again.

For Those Few Minutes I Spent In The Kart With Law, I Was Free. I Haven't Felt That In 3 Years. By Nature He Is A Very Sincere Person, I Picked Up On That Immediately, But Will He Still Like Me After I Tell Him The Truth?

Should I Tell Him The Truth?

With My Last Mate, It Didn't Go So Well, He Said I Was Broken, And That I Was Half A Person, Who Killed His Brother. He Said I Should Be Locked Up.
What Will Law Do And Say? In My Heart I Know That He Will Stand By Me, Or At Least I Think He Will. I Think I Will Tell Him After The Party I'm Planning For Him.

One Good Thing Came From My Absence From The World, I Started To Appreciate Music In A Way That No Twelve Year Old Could, And I Hope That At The Very Least, Law Will Appreciate My Gift For Him.


 

LAW CONTINUES AS THE NARRATOR OF THE STORY

I said goodbye to my parents and made my way back up to my room where I could see Kyle sitting on my bed.
As I walked into the room, I saw he was sitting on the bed; he looked like he was crying.

Kyle are you okay buddy?

I didn't get a response from him.

I walked around the bed until I was standing in front of him, my instincts took over and I just hugged and comforted him. Immediately he starts sobbing. We stayed like that for about 10 minutes till he was able to calm down. I looked into his eyes and I saw a longing, I don't know what he was thinking about, that upset him this much, but I was sure going to find out.

Kyle please talk to me, I want to help you but if you don't open up and say something, I can't help.

It's nothing Law; I was just being silly he said

I was about to say something else, but Maria called via the intercom that dinner will be ready in 10 minutes.

If the phrase saved by the bell means anything, I think that it applied to Kyle.

He started to make his way pass me, but I reached for him and grabbed his arm. He turned around and said:

"Law – Less, all I ask is that you give me 2 weeks. After that I will tell you everything. If you still like me after I tell you and want to be friends then we can, if not, then we can go our separate ways. At least I would have been normal for 2 weeks and not be judged"

I looked him in the eyes as he was speaking, and I was about to say something else, but you know when you get that look from someone that shows no matter how much you prod, you not going to get anything out of them.

I sighed, and thought that I'll leave it at that for the time being, we washed up, I changed into more appropriate attire and we made our way down to the dining area.

When we entered the dining room, I was shocked at the sight that was before me, Maria made a feast fit for a king. I introduced Maria to Kyle and she made a comment about how cute he was, and that caused him to blush.
We dug straight into it; we were both hungry and made short work of the meal that was prepared. Kyle seemed to be back in good spirits and was as animated as ever, when Maria brought in desert, he complimented her on the awesome meal she prepared for us.

She stayed with us for a few minutes, while Mr Comedy (Kyle) was cracking jokes, she laughed so hard, she had tears running down her cheeks, and she took an instant liking to him.

After supper we decided to head to Kyle's house to get his things for his overnight stay. His home was beautiful.
His mother and father were watching a movie when we entered their home, introductions were made and he asked his parents if he could spend the night. His mom complimented me on my eyes and of course, my dimples.

They were ok with him spending the night and we went up to his room to collect his things. When we were done he took me by the hand and said:

"Lawless, I want to show you something cool"

We navigated a few corridors and halls, till we came up to a staircase heading down.
We walked down the staircase till we came up to a door; the door had padding on the outside, with a sign on it saying:

"Welcome To The Blue Room"

We entered the room and Kyle turned on the lights.
The whole room was lit in blue, and when my eyes adjusted, I totally freaked out.

Oh my word, lucky charms this is so cool, dudddddddde... I said

Yeah, it's awesome he replied.

Why didn't you tell me you're a DJ? I asked him

Let me tell you what I saw when I entered the room.

It was a massive room, which was totally sound proofed, all along the sides of the room are lounge chairs where you can sit. In the centre of the room is a massive dance floor with strobe lights, lasers and more lights. There are massive speakers hanging all around the room and a few standing ones.
To the left of the room is a DJ booth, with state of the art DJ equipment and behind it a wall of vinyls!! Yes you heard right!!! A wall full of vinyls!!

He turned everything on, went into the DJ booth, put on his earphones and he started to play a Hip Hop track called "Lifestyle"
I thought my ears we going to explode so loud the music was, I also saw that the strobe lights and lasers were synchronised to the beat of the song. As "Lifestyle" was coming to an end, he mixed in a song: "Me Against The World" by Tupac. It sounded so professional, there was no mixed up beats. After "Me Against The World" he mixed in "Hypnotise" by B.I.G (AKA = Biggy Small)

The beat was so infectious, I had to start dancing. I did my own rendition of krunck'ing. I had to admit, I'm not the best dancer, but I got rhythm. After that he mixed in a song called: "You Can Do It Put Your Back Into It" by Ice Cube. When the song started playing I saw the whole floor was covered with red smoke which was blown by the smoke machine. I was screaming and dancing and I had an awesome time.
The song finished and Kyle came out from behind the DJ booth. I gave him a high 5 and told him that was awesome.

So, I said: I assume that you a Hip Hop DJ then?

No, he replied. I'm what you call an eclectic.

A what? Electric? I said

No dumbass, an eclectic, not electric, it's a person who can appreciate all kinds of music. Hip Hop, R&B, Rave, House, Trans, Pop, Jazz, Classical, And So Forth, He Said

The hits just keep on coming with you lucky charms, where have you been all my life? I said

In a strait jacket in this padded room, he replied

We both cracked up after that remark.

I told him that we needed to make head ways as it was already late and that my parents would freak out if they came home and I'm not back yet.

He turned everything off, we left the room and he closed the door. To say I was hell of impressed with him, would be an understatement.

We went back upstairs and we said goodnight to his parents and headed for my house.

We were chatting all the way there and as you can guess, Kyle was the one doing all the talking; I actually don't mind listening to him. It sort of became our thing, where he talks and I listen and comment here and there.
We made it in time before the rents got back and we went up to my room.

I informed him that we can take a quick shower and then play some Xbox after.

He raised his eyebrows at that comment.

"We can take a shower" he said

Yeah, dude we have the same boy bits, so unless you are deformed like The Great Hulk I don't see an issue with it, unless you prefer to take a shower on your own? I replied.

No I'm cool, he said. Let's do this.

I don't know if he was shy or something, but he followed me into the bathroom, everything is connected in my room; I have a walk – in closet followed by the bathroom with a Jacuzzi.

When he entered the bathroom, he said:

"I can see now why you said WE can take a shower. It's massive. I think you can fit a whole football team in there"

We started stripping down, till we got to our tighty whities, I think both of us were a bit nervous at that point, but I made the first move.

I pulled down my underwear exposing my boy bits to him; I think he was curious, as he just stood there starring at my package. I'm not abnormally huge by no means. I'm average for my age in that department, but I am circumcised.

I asked him if he was going to be gawking at my package the whole night, or if he was going to get naked?

I think that must've brought him back to reality.

He put his thumbs into the sides of his underwear and yanked it down.
I think it was my turn to stare. He was not circumcised; he still had his foreskin on his penis. We were similar in size, give or take a few millimetres.

He had a very beautiful body, don't get the wrong impression, but I can appreciate someone who takes their physique seriously.

Dude, you look good, don't take this the wrong way, but your body is awesome, I can see you work out, and being a fitness nut myself, I know looking that good, doesn't come easy, I said.

"Thanks" he replied.

He was as red as a tomato after that remark, but we got into the shower and I adjusted the temperature of the water. I have dual shower heads in my shower, so there was definitely no shortage of water for the both of us.

We were both just letting the water run down our bodies and enjoyed the heat of the water.
We lathered ourselves with some body wash, and started scrubbing down, but as we were washing our boy bits, we both sprung boners.

Instantly, both of us looked down to see what the other one had, boys normally check each other out.
I couldn't believe it, even at full mast, we were both the same length, only the girth of mine was a bit thicker. His dick curled up a little towards his stomach and it throbbed a few times.

I looked up into those emerald eyes, I could see that springing a boner was the last thing he wanted to do, but I said:

"Dude, don't sweat it. It's a normal thing for our age"

I think he was a bit embarrassed by the whole episode and turn around to ask if I could wash his back.

I soaped up his back, and as I was washing it, I felt he had a scar in the arch of his spine, towards his lower back.
As I felt the scar, he jumped, turned around immediately, and said:

"My turn"

He washed my back and massaged it some, my muscles were sore and tense and it was an awesome rub down he gave me. I must've been coo – ing for a good 5 minutes while he was busy giving me a rub down.

"Dude, your hands are magical" I said

"That's not the only thing that's magical" he replied

As he made that comment, he was blushing and cracking himself up as per normal.

When we were done, we rinsed, dried ourselves, and decided just to stay in our tighty whities, while playing Xbox.

I got us some snacks and OJ from my kitchen while Kyle was setting everything up in the game room.

"So lucky charms, what will it be? Call Of Duty Advanced Warfare? Need For Speed Rivals? Or Forza 5? "I asked

He opted for Call Of Duty, and for the next 2 hours, he was ripping me broken.

Ok time – out I said.

Lucky Charms, I'm getting a little tired, so would you mind if we turned in for the night, I asked

"Sure thing Law – Less" he replied

I have a queen sized bed so I told him that it would be big enough for us to share. He had no objections to that so we both turned in and got comfortable under the duvet.
We were lying side by side, it was so quiet, and I could even hear his heartbeat, that's when Kyle spoke up.

"Law – less, you know that you still owe me something" he said

"Yeah I know" I replied. I'm not one for changing deals, but something really bothered you earlier this evening, and I want you to know that whatever it is, you will not lose me as a friend. I believe trust is earned, and I know that I haven't gotten that far yet, but I want you to put your faith in me, and know that whatever it is that's bothering you, you don't have to go through it alone. I'm right next to you and I aint going nowhere.

I continued...

My grandmother used to play with my cheeks all the time because of my dimples, to the point that that my cheeks were as red as tomatoes, then one day she bit me a little too hard, and her teeth marks were visible on the side of my cheeks, so she said:
"Oops, sorry about that, you have sweet cheeks" and started laughing. Since then I hated the name.

2nd your nick name. It's difficult to explain, because it's a combination of factors, but I'll try to make sense of it.

Today, when I first met you, I was amazed at how resilient you were when you struggled to get the IT right. You were climbing up a mountain on loose rocks but you still pressed ahead.
Then when I was testing on track, you were constantly speaking, someone else would be annoyed at that, but with me it was the total opposite. I clocked my best time today on that track and I've been racing there since the age of 9. I know it like the back of my hand.
When I had my near accident, you spoke to me, and through all the chaos that was happening on track and with the kart, I focused on your voice. Everything happened automatically, I was a spectator, almost like I was on auto pilot.

You saved me...

As I see it, I am the luckiest boy on earth, there's something about you, that I haven't been able to pin point yet, but I guess what I'm saying, is that I'm fortunate to have a friend like you.

Kyle was looking into my eyes the entire time; tears were flowing down his cheeks.

He turned his gaze from me, and stared up into the ceiling.

I held him in my arms and whispered into his ear.

I don't want to wait 2 weeks to find out what's wrong. Don't assume that I won't be there for you anymore.

He looked at me, his eyes sparkling with tears and said:

"I had a twin brother, when we were 9; my parents took us on a boat cruise to an island in Japan. My brother and I ventured off to go and explore the island; we found a hot spring at the foot of a cliff. We decided to jump into the hot spring as it looked deep enough to dive into, but we never saw the branches from the trees below.
My brother jumped first, and was caught by few branches on the way down, I heard him scream when the branches hit him and he landed head first into the hot springs. I immediately jumped off the cliff, and was also scraped by some of the branches.

In the shower this evening you touched the scar on my back.

When I finally got to him, he wasn't breathing; I pulled him to the shore and started to give him mouth to mouth and CPR.
Somewhere in that time he had a weak pulse and was breathing shallow, but I didn't know that and kept up with the CPR, he started coughing and that's when I stopped, but because I gave him CPR for that long I broke a few of his ribs. When he was being air lifted to the hospital, one of the broken ribs punched his heart valve and he died.

So you see, I killed my brother!!!! He screamed out.

He started weeping uncontrollably again, I had tears running down my cheeks as well, but I needed to be strong for my friend.

I kept him in my embrace, rocking him back and forth.

He sobbed for a good twenty minutes I think, but finally calmed down.
I think that tired him out, but I took his face into my hands, starred into those beautiful emerald eyes and said:

"I'm not going anywhere, you went through an ordeal, and it's not your fault, you tried to save him"

I kissed him on the cheek and on the forehead, hugged him again and this time his grip on me tightened.

I watched him fall asleep that night, that's when I truly started to appreciate him being in my life. I moved his hair out of his face and traced the dried tears down his cheek.
When I checked my clock, it was 3:45 am, shortly after that, I started to drift off as well.

The End