Date: Sat, 6 Feb 2016 10:48:42 +0000 From: Matthew S Subject: Finding My Voice - Chapter Six Hi guys, This is my first time ever writing a story though I've been an avid fan of Nifty for a while. It's something I've been meaning to do for a while and would greatly appreciate any feedback you have for me. Please feel free to email me at mattstories@hotmail.com even if it's just to tell me that you liked/hated the story. Apologies for any typing, spelling or grammatical errors. This story will contain sexual scenes but is also a story about a teenage boy growing into himself and his sexuality. Although I have borrowed from my own life and experiences, any events that seem similar to your own lives are purely coincidental. All copyrights for this story are held by me. If it is not legal for you to read this story then that is a decision that you need take for yourself but any consequences of that decision are yours. - - - - - - - - - The story so far: Our main character, Aaron, is 13 years old and suffers from a crippling shyness which makes social situations difficult for him. He is sent on a trip to Germany with school to help him overcome this but is rejected by the other children his age quite early on. He rooms with three older boys; Adam, Danny and Kieran. He has now begun to develop friendships with all three but it is Kieran that Aaron has been dreaming about for the last 10 months. The two boys have shared a near kiss but this has left Aaron confused. After confronting a girl, Kelly, about her treatment of a boy, Danny, Aaron has begun to come out of his shell but found the experience very emotionally draining. On getting back to the hotel, the boys have decided to go swimming, during which time, Aaron and Kieran get closer. They even hold hands at one point. While changing, Aaron overhears Kieran talking to Adam and Danny about how he wants to kiss him. - - - - - - - - - Finding My Voice - Chapter six. My heart stopped. Body frozen, it felt like time itself had ceased to exist. Kieran's words echoed around in my mind with flashes of the moment we shared at the castle and the hand holding just minutes earlier in the hot tub. It was everything I could think of. Those 5 words consumed me. But then the questions came; does he mean me? What should I do? What should I say? Do I do anything at all? Why hasn't he kissed me? Does he know that I want to? Does he know that I'm gay? Is he gay? Thoughts were branching out through my mind with more questions being added by the second. I think I would have stayed there eternally questioning if it hadn't been for Danny's knock on my cubicle door. "Come on Aaron, we've been ready ages. Stop wanking and let's go!" he joked. It shook me out of my thoughts and I quickly finished getting dressed. When I met up with the three boys, I couldn't lift my eyes to look at Kieran. I desperately wanted to. In my mind, I saw myself grabbing him, telling him it was ok, begging him to kiss me but I couldn't bring my body to do it. It was all just too much. The walk back to our room was pretty quiet. I could tell that Kieran was upset and Adam's jokey attempts to lighten the mood didn't really work. As soon as we were back in our room, Adam and Danny went over to their beds and started getting ready. Despite the fact there were two very sexy boys stripping across the room from me, I couldn't take my eyes of Kieran, who was sat on the edge of our bed facing away from the room. He'd already put his earphones in and was fiddling with his iPod. He swung his legs around onto the bed and lay back, eyes closed, just listening to the music. Adam and Danny's lights went dark and soon, the room was filled the Adam's snores again. Using my phone to see, I searched through my clothes only to realise that I'd ruined the one pair of pyjama bottoms that I had with me. After a few initial moments of panic, I realised that the boys had all seen me in swimming shorts tonight. Removing my clothes, I stood there in my fitted black boxer-briefs. I'd just wear these. Turning back to the bed, I noticed that Kieran was still fully dressed, laid back on the bed and listening to his music. As I approached, I could see tears on his face. That was it. Enough was enough. I thought about everything that had happened over the last two days. How the boys had taken me in when I had nowhere to go and no-one to talk to, how each of them had started to make me feel genuinely liked and cared about, how I had stood up to a horrible person trying to do a horrible thing and I knew what I needed to do next. Kieran might be struggling. He might be too scared. But I wasn't anymore. Not caring that I was practically naked, nor caring about the two sleeping boys at the other end of the room, I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself next to him on my knees. My face was only a short distance above his. He was so beautiful; his skin soft and silky in the light, those dark strands of hair across his forehead and those lips. Oh god, those delicate, red lips. I had dreamt of this moment. I had expected my heart to be pounding in my chest, for my body to be shaking but it wasn't. It was like something had come over me and I was truly calm. Everything made sense. Everything was ok. A single tear appeared and began to roll down Kieran's left cheek. Before I had even thought about it, my lips were there. They lightly touched his skin, catching the tear before it could fall. Kieran's eyes darted open and he pulled the earphones from his ears. He began to speak but my hand covered his mouth. Confusion was clear in his eyes but I just told him to shush. No words needed to be said, in fact, I don't think I could have talked about this even if I'd wanted to. Then it happened. I removed my hand from his face and brought mine down towards his. Our eyes closed as we waited for the inevitable. I could feel his hot breath against my face for those moments before I lips met. At first it was slow, a tentative touch to see how it would be. In those moments everything fell away. I could no longer hear Adam's snores or the music playing from Kieran's earphones. Our surroundings were meaningless. All that mattered, all that existed, was Kieran. Lifting my leg, I moved over his body and my hands went to the hem of his t-shirt. I slowly lifted, only breaking the kiss for a moment to slide his t-shirt away from him and drop it to the floor. Our soft and sweet kiss continued. I could feel his hot body against my legs as his hands took hold of my waist, our kiss becoming harder, more passionate. It was almost too much and I had to break away. Silently, I moved back; sitting now between his legs as I took hold of his ankles. I slowly removed his trainers and his socks, never once looking away him his face. Our eyes were locked together as I carefully slid off his jogging bottoms. We were both in our underwear now. Moving back towards his face, I lay my smaller body on top of his. Our chests together as our lips met once again. This time Kieran was prepared and he took control. His hands gripped my back as he turned us over; his body now on top of mine. The time for delicacy and soft touches had passed and his lips were now strong, confident of what they wanted and needed. I felt them part and parted my own; our tongues touching for the first time. A soft whimper left me as I felt Kieran's tongue wrestle with my own. My hands were in his hair, feeling his soft locks between my fingers as our tongues duelled for control of the kiss. His moans filled my ears. He let his body lay closer on top of mine. Our cloth covered crotches touching. I gasped as I realised that he was as hard as I was and I could feel our cocks throbbing together as we kissed. It was too much and I exploded. Groans and moans left my mouth and headed straight into Kieran's as my body tensed up and my teenage spunk filled my boxers. If he knew, he didn't stop. Our kiss continued, steadily becoming softer and returning to the same delicate touch it had begun with. Finally breaking apart, we just looked at each other. Without a word I turned over onto my side and Kieran came up behind me. One of his arms was underneath my head and the other was wrapped around my body, resting on my chest. His legs were against me and I could even feel his feet underneath my own. We were as one body as we lay there. Not sleeping but not awake either. Just holding each other; the heat from his body radiating there to warm my own. And that is how we slept. No words were spoken from the moment we entered the room until the moment we both fell asleep. None were needed and would have only served to confuse the matter. All that could wait until morning. - - - - - - - - - Thank you for reading chapter six of my story. I hope you enjoyed it - please feel free to give me any feedback at mattstories@hotmail.com, I'd really appreciate it. Sorry for it being a shorter chapter but I felt it was really important that this first kiss between the boys be a self-contained moment. Everything else can wait. The feedback so far from you guys has been amazing. I am genuinely overwhelmed by the support and encouraging words you have sent me so thank you very much. It really does mean a lot to get that sort of response from you.