Date: Wed, 5 Dec 2007 21:18:11 -0500 From: Cade Watson Subject: Just a scratch part 3 This is a work of mostly fiction. Some characters and events are real, and some aren't. All rights are protected and the story cannot be reproduced without permission. Come on, you wouldn't want to steal something as crappy as this would you? Version 1.5 I followed Dave up to the second story. We went up the stairs into a long carpeted hallway. One side of the hall was covered in framed pictures. "Check it out, this one is me and mom and dad when I was eight, we went to Disneyworld" Dave told me as he pointed to a picture. "And here's me and mom and Shannon at Carowinds, last year." He was cute last year. Dave pointed to various pictures of him and different members of his family. I saw him with his grandparents, his cousins, his dad, any member of the family you could think of. But then I noticed one he didn't point out. "Who's this, Dave?" I asked as I pointed to a picture of a young Dave, probably around twelve, and a boy with curly brown hair, also probably about twelve. They were laughing and standing on top of a statue of a lion at the zoo. "Oh...that's me, with Ed." Dave began to look a little sad. "Ed was my best friend. We used to hang out all the time; we lived next door to each other, almost like brothers. But, one day Ed and his parents we're driving home from his grandparents. It was late, a drunk driver ran into them. Ed's dad broke his arm, both Ed and his mom died..." Dave appeared to have tears swelling in his eyes now "His dad couldn't cope very well, he ended up losing his mind, he just walks around town all day muttering about something" tears began to stream down his cheeks. "He was only thirteen Jack, and he was my best friend in the whole world..." Dave sobbed. I walked over to him, and pulled him into my arms. I wrapped my arms around him. For what felt like an eternity, Dave and I were once again the only people in the world. "I'm...I'm so sorry Dave." I whispered. I started to cry too, I don't why. I tend to pick up the emotions of other as my own. Seeing Dave sad ripped me up inside. He was such a nice person, he shouldn't ever be upset. "Hey" Dave said between sobs. "No crying J, we gotta smile" Dave said through a weak smile. Even if faint, Dave's smile still had its magic. Dave wiped the tears from his eyes, and he reached over and wiped mine away too, he put his hand under my chin and turned my face up to meet his. "Come one J, check out my room." Dave suggested. He led me farther down the hall to a dark wooden door. He slowly opened it and we entered. "Whoa! Your room is awesome!" I exclaimed. Centered on the back wall was a big bed, looked to be about a queen size, with dark blue sheets. There was a large speaker on the left sight and a night stand on the right, with windows on both sides. On the wall next to the door was a TV, looked like it was 40 inches across? A Playstation 2 was hooked up to it, with two guitar shaped controllers connected to it. On the wall he had lots of posters and wall scrolls, Darth Vader, The Legend of Zelda, Bleach, a map of middle-earth; you could see his interests just by looking on the walls. The floor had dark blue carpet; the walls were white under the posters. On the wall on the right sat a desk with a computer monitor and a black computer with a mouse and keyboard connected. Next to the desk was a stereo system, connected to the speaker beside his bed and to small speakers throughout the room. His room was nice. "Heh, it's not too bad" Dave said with a smirk. "It's where I spend a lot of my time. Anyways..." Dave walked over to the night stand and grabbed a cell phone. "Forgot this today." He opened it and messed with it for a few seconds. "What's your number J?" I told him and he entered it in his phone. "Cool! Here is mine!" He called it out to me and I entered it in my phone. "Now if you need a ride you can call me, ok?" "Sure! My mom is always late, and my brother is really unreliable. Don't worry though, I won't bug you too much, I tend to get in trouble for text messaging." I explained. It was true, I used to text message Jared a lot, and mom would yell at me for it every month. "Hehe, don't worry about bugging me, I don't mind" Dave giggled "DAAVE, IS JACK STAYING FOR DINNER? HE'S WELCOME TO IF HE WANTS, BUT YOU MIGHT WANT TO EXPLAIN TO HIM OUR STRANGE EATING HABITS" I heard Sarah's voice from down stairs shout. "Oh cool! Want to stay for dinner Jack?" Dave asked me excitedly "Uh... sure...let me call my mom" I told him. I called my mom and told her I was invited to stay for dinner. She said that was fine, and that she would be staying at her boyfriends (she stayed there every other night) and that my brother would be home. "She said yeah!" I said with a huge grin. "Awesome!" Dave exclaimed. "MOM, JACK IS STAYING, AND DON'T WORRY HES A WEIRD LETTUCE HEAD LIKE YOU. HE DOESN'T EAT RED MEAT." Dave shouted down. "VERY FUNNY DAVE, JUST REMEMBER WHICH LETTUCE HEAD GAVE BIRTH TO YOU. WHY DON'T YOU TWO COME ON DOWN? I COULD USE A HAND" Sarah shouted back. "All right, let's go help mom" Dave told me. We walked past the hall of pictures and back down the stairs. Dave led me through a door way to the kitchen. It was huge. It had a tiled floor, two sinks side by side, and a big range, an island in the middle with a counter and drawers, lots of appliances and containers, a large silver refrigerator. It had everything. Sarah and Shannon had well paying jobs. "Hello boys" Sarah called from the island. She was chopping carrots. We walked up to the counter and sat down in front of her "We are having meatless chicken parmesan, is that ok Jack?" Sarah asked "Oh yeah! My mom makes chicken parmesan all the time, except she uses real chicken. I don't mind it, though. I tried to be fully meatless, but after a week I was starving so I caved in and devoured a plate of chicken strips. I felt bad, but it was really fulfilling. That's when I decided to just give up red meat. "I explained. "Wow! That's very good of you Jack. Most people can't do without their burgers and steak. Right Dave?" Sarah asked with a slight smirk. "Yeah yeah, all three of you are weird." Dave joked. "It figures a lesbian wouldn't like meat" It seemed like Dave and his mom were a lot closer than me and mine. "Oh hush up and cut up these carrots for me. Don't make me beat you up in front of your new friend." She told Dave. This seemed like a fun family. "So Jack, tell me about yourself. Do you have any brothers or sisters?" "Yes ma'am, I have three brothers, I live with the oldest one. The youngest two live with my dad." I explained. "Oh please call me Sarah, ma'am makes me sound old. Wow, three brothers. Davie is an only child. Where do your other two brothers live?" she asked. "With my dad, my parents divorced when I was five. My dad remarried a few years ago, now he has a two year old and six month old. My oldest brother is 21. I'm 15, we are really spread out. This is an awesome house, Mrs. Sarah." In my old neighborhood we just referred to adults as Mister or Misses first name. It was casual and respectful at the same time. "Thank you! I love this house. Shannon and I have worked hard to decorate it just so, I'm glad someone appreciates it" she looked at David. "Why can't you have more cool friends?" she asked with a smile. I blushed deep red. "Hey! This kid owes me his life. He ran into me and scraped his elbow and lost his glasses. I escorted him to the nurse." I blushed more "But hey, he turned out to be pretty cool." Dave looked at me and smiled. "Please excuse my son, he's lost his manners. You don't owe him anything; it's only common decency to help someone in need. "She said to me as she put the faux chicken in the oven. "Aww come on mom, I was just kidding." Dave called across the kitchen. "Oh fine, thanks for chopping the carrots. I'll call you when it's done." Sarah told us. "Cool, let's go back to my room J. You like Guitar Hero?" Dave asked. "Yeah! I'm terrible at it though. "I played the demo at best buy sometimes, but I never did too good. "Don't worry; I'll go easy on you." Dave led me back up to his room where he turned on the PS2 and TV and handed me a guitar. "Let's play!" He picked the song "I wanna Be Sedated" by the Ramones. It was the only song I knew in the game. I was playing on easy, he was on expert. He was amazing! It was like his fingers were flowing like water. Mine were clumsy. "J, want some help?" Dave asked. "Please?" I replied. "Ok ok, it's all about the way you think about it. You're on easy, so you only have three notes. That means you only have to use three fingers. "He put his controller down and stood behind me, his chest against my back. He put his arms on mine and showed me how to do it "When you see a green note, use your pointer, for a red note, use your middle finger, and for a yellow note use your ring finger. See?" "Yeah... that makes it seem easier." I smiled. Dave stood there, pressed against me for a while, just kind of holding me. It felt so perfect. Again, Dave and I were the only people in the world. It didn't seem strange for him to be holding me. I had to know... "Dave..." I whispered. "Are you..." I struggled with the word. "I mean do you like..." you can do this. "Do you prefer..." "Yes Jack...I am." Dave whispered back to me. "And I'm praying so much right now that you are too..." "Dave...yes..."I tried to get out when suddenly from below I heard a shouting "BOYS, DINNER TIME." Sarah called. "B...BE RIGHT THERE MOM" Dave called back. He turned and faced me for a second, gave me a slight smile, grabbed my hand, and we walked down the stairs. We went into the kitchen still holding hands, but I don't think his mom noticed. We all sat around the table. Shannon and Sarah talked to me and asked me more about my family and school and such, and the whole time Dave held my hand under the table. "Thanks mom! It was great!" Dave told his mom. "Yeah, thank you Mrs. Sarah. It was even better without real meat!" I complimented. "Aww, thank you, boys." Mrs. Sarah replied. "So, you will be spending the night, right Jack?" "What? I don't want to be a burden..." Dave squeezed my hand hard. "But if you're offering I could ask my mom." "Oh please do! It's nice having someone here who appreciates my cooking." Mrs. Sarah told me "I'm making pancakes tomorrow morning!" Mrs. Shannon called out. "Sweet!" I was becoming more comfortable in this house. I pulled out my phone and dialed my mom. I told her that I was invited to spend the night, but she said she wasn't so sure. I handed the phone to Mrs. Sarah and her and mom spoke a few minutes. She handed back the phone and mom said it was ok. Mom told me that she was glad that I found a good friend. "Cool J!" Dave practically shouted. We ran back up to his room, and sat next to each other on the bed. He had a huge grin on his face as he squeezed my hand. "So...Jack... your...gay?" "Yeah...what about you?" I asked "Yeah...God I'm so nervous, I don't know why. Well, not nervous, just...excited and kinda scared at the same time" Dave sighed. "I know...me too..." I told him. "Ok, one of us has to do this, and I'm older so...Jack, will you...Jack...how do I put this without sounding cheesy..." he did a deep sigh. "Jack, will you be my boyfriend?" I gulped big. "Yes Dave, but only on one condition." "What's that?" he asked nervously. "I'll be your boyfriend if you will be mine too." I said with a huge grin. He smiled at me, and I wrapped my arms around him and laid beside him, staring into his eyes. "If I'm spending the night I should probably go get some clothes from my house." I whispered. "No, don't worry about it. I have plenty of stuff you could fit in." He whispered back. It was about 8:30 now. Dave pulled my glasses off my face, placed them on the night stand, and started rubbing my back. I moaned softly. "Hey...I need to tell you. Ed was more than just my friend. He was the first guy I liked. He died before I got to tell him that. So, if it seems like I'm crowding you, it's because I'm scared of the people who I love, not knowing that. God, I've only known you a day, but I've fallen for you. You're so cute...and polite...it's just amazing." Dave whispered to me, while holding me. "I know...I've fallen for you too. We like the same things, but we're different...I dunno...and I'm sorry about Ed...but you might think I'm crowding you, I like to let the people I love know that I love them." I pressed rubbed his back as I talked. "Good, I like to be told I'm loved" Dave said with a grin. We spent the next two hours watching TV while snuggling. It felt amazing to be with him. Around 10:30 he got up and asked me what I usually slept in. "Athletic shorts and a tee shirt, usually" I replied. "Ok, I'll see what I have. I want you to be comfy!" he said with a grin. He walked to his dresser and pulled out a white tee shirt and a pair of black mesh athletic shorts. "These ok?" he asked. I nodded and he handed them to me. "Uh...the bathroom is right around the corner if you want to go change." Dave told me. "Ok, I'll be right back" I smiled and walked out of his room, into the hall, and into the bathroom. The walls were dark blue. It had a counter with a sink and stuff like deodorant, shaving cream, a razor, cologne, and soap. There was a bathtub in the corner and a toilet between the sink and the tub. I closed the door and pulled off my dark blue tee shirt and examined myself. I had dark hair with blond highlights, my mom's idea. A light skin tone, a few pimples on my forehead, nothing too bad. I wasn't thin, but I wasn't really fat. I was average, and my chest was smooth. One day I decided to shave my light fuzz off, I liked the way it felt under my hand so I kept shaving it. I pulled on Dave's white tee shirt. It felt nice, just because it was his. I removed my khaki shorts and my black briefs, revealing my penis. It was cut, around five and a half inches. There was a light dusting of brown hair around the base, but the shaft and the sac were nice and smooth, for the same reason my chest was. I turned around to look at my back side. My butt was smooth. I pulled Dave's black athletic shorts on and looked at myself one last time before grabbing my shirt, pants, and briefs and walking back into Dave's room. "Aww man, you look awesome" Dave called out from across the room when I entered. He was sitting on the bed, wearing a grey tee shirt and a pair of blue boxers. "You don't look so bad yourself. " I smiled at my newfound boyfriend. I jumped up onto the bed beside him. "It's really cool that you're wearing my clothes" He leaned in and whispered. He got off the bed, and reached for my hand. I held his hand and stood up next to him. He pulled back the sheet on the bed and lay on the bed and pulled me in next to him. He turned the lamp off and pulled the blanket over us. He leaned over and pressed his lips firm against mind. He wrapped his arms around my body and I wrapped my arms around his. We held each other close and kissed. He broke the kiss and whispered "Jack, I love you." A single tear fell from my eyes, a tear of happiness, as I whispered "I love you too David, my Davie." He reached over and wiped my tear away. "You better, Jack, my Jackie" He giggled. We held each other all night, sleeping off and on. I would wake up and rub his back; he would wake up and rub mine. We would both wake up at the same time and just talk for a few hours. It was amazing. After a while I heard him snoring slightly, and I fell asleep soon after. We both needed rest for the coming day. END OF CHAPTER 3 Whew! This one took a while to write. Sorry guys, I have been busy. Don't worry though! More parts to come! Thanks to everyone who emailed me with kind words and suggestions! I'm desperate for comments, suggestions, questions, criticisms, or if you just want to say hi :) email me at noble.elk@gmail.com I'll try my best to respond. I don't expect to get much fan mail from this: P