Date: Tue, 5 Jan 2010 15:50:41 -0800 (PST)
From: Wyatt Young <wyatt_04_04@yahoo.com>
Subject: Re: Those Days Chapter Two

Copyright 2010- Wyatt Andrews

Those Days

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Chapter Three

This story involves sexual acts between two males.  If you find this
offensive please do not read any further.

Previously...

      I lay there helpless knowing that if I didn't muster up enough
strength to get up off that ground that he would probably end up killing me
      He held the knife to my throat and his green eyes looked deep into my
brown eyes.  I could see all the rage that was built up inside of him.
	 I hit him in the back of the head so hard with the two by four
that my hands hurt from it.  He fell forward and landed on Mitch's lifeless
body.
      He caught me by surprise.  Before I knew it he leaned over from where
he was sitting next to me and brought his lips against mine.  It felt so
good.
      "You were attacked sweetie.  Some guy beat you up pretty badly and
sexually assaulted you.  If it wouldn't have been for your friend Chance
you would be dead.  He found you and got your attacker off of you.  He has
come by here every day after school and sat with you until he fell asleep."
I was so confused.  Why had I done?  Why did I kiss him?  This was going to
ruin our friendship.  I just felt so close to him and I didn't know why.
	What did Mitch think about me kissing him?  Did freak him out?  Did
I ruin our friendship?  "Did you know that I remember your sister from high
school?"  She said.  "I graduated two years ago then got my associates in
nursing.  I can tell you are a lot different than your sister.  You seem a
lot more caring and accepting of people than your sister was.  She made fun
of me most of my senior year and her junior year."
      "The only thing you can do Chance is follow your heart."  She grabbed
my hand and squeezed it.  "Sometimes society is not going to be accepting
of people like us that's what makes us even stronger and love even harder.
Ginnifer's parents don't talk to her.  She's twenty and they haven't spoke
to her since she was seventeen.  They threw her out."  She looked at her
watch. "I have to get back to work.  Think about what I said and follow
your heart."
      He looked at me then with a big grin on his face and placed his leg
on my thigh.  He started slowly moving his had higher up my thigh.  I
started to feel warm all over.  I could also fill the bulge in my pants
getting bigger as he kept rubbing my thigh.  I didn't know that he was in
there or how long he had been in there.  I turned around just as I felt the
first shot of cum shot out of my cock.  It hit the door of the stall then
ran down it and landed on Chance's forehead.
      "I love you Chance Stevens.  I always have."  I muttered aloud

Chapter Three

Mitch's viewpoint...

	I lay there on Chance's bed watching him play his Madden football
game for PS2.  He sat there at the end of his bed intently playing his
game, occasionally yelling at the game.
	This had been our nightly routine for the past four years.  We
would wind down from school and the occasional after school job this way.
He always sat in that exact spot playing the exact same video game and me
laying there in the exact spot watching him play it.
	We had been sharing this exact same room for the past four years.
He had a twin bed set against the outside wall with the window on it and I
having one setting on the other side of the room next to the bedroom door.
	After yelling at the game a bit more, Chance decided it was time to
give up and call it quit.  He paused the game threw the controller down on
the floor not even bothering to turn the game system off.
	"I'm worn out."  Chance said to me still keeping his eyes on the
TV.
	"Me too."  I agreed trying to hold back a yawn.
	He turned away from the television looking at me.
	"What you say we head to bed.  I got a long day ahead of me.  Two
tests one in English and one in Trig and I hate both those classes."
	I looked up him and smiled.  "Sounds like a plan buddy."
	He hopped off the end of his bed and made his way over to his
dresser and pulled out a pair of silk boxer shorts and a white t-shirt.  He
walked over to the foot of his bed where he had been sitting and laid the
clothes down.
	This had become my favorite part of the night over the past four
years.  Each night he would decide it was time for bed walk over to that
dresser get out a pair of green, blue or red silk boxers and a white
t-shirt and put them on.
	I watched intently as he peeled his shirt off and threw it on the
floor in a heap of clothes that had already started to collect on the floor
there.  He had fair colored skin, a nice flat stomach that almost looked
like a six pack, but wasn't quite there yet.  His chest had nice firm pecks
even though he never worked.
	Usually he put on his t-shirt then took the rest of his clothes
off, but not tonight.
	After he had gotten his shirt off he unzipped his pants and stepped
out of them and tossed them into the pile.  I could feel my blood began to
boil from the show that he was giving me.  We had seen each other several
times before; after all we had spent the last four years sharing
everything.  This was different from those other times I just had this
feeling inside.  I loved every minute of it.
	He then grabbed hold of the elastic waste band of his tighty
whities that he always wore during the day, slithering his long toned legs
out of them.  He tossed them into the pile.
	He turned around to get his clothes off the bed.  I was staring
right at his package as he turned around.  He had seen it.
	What was wrong with me?
	Chance grinned at me.  "What is it?"
	"Nothing."  I felt my face become hot and turning red.
	"Did that feel as good as you made it seem earlier?"  He asked me
out of the blue.
	"Did what feel good?"
	"When you were in the bathroom at school playing with yourself."
	That was one thing I loved about Chance.  He was very modest.  Even
though he was much more outgoing than I was he was still very shy when it
came to talking about sex.
	"Just a little."  I replied with a cheesy grin.
	"Could have had me fooled."
	He put the boxers back down on the bed and sat in the spot where he
had been sitting at earlier.
	"Can I tell you something and you promise not to laugh?"
	"How long have you known me?"  I asked.  "You know you can tell me
anything."
	"I've never gotten off before."  He said shyly.
	"What!" I exclaimed.
	I didn't really mean to be so shocked.  I just thought that every
teenage boy had at least tried it.  I could see his face began to turn red
in embarrassment.
	"I played with myself just never you know did what you did
earlier."
	I scooted closer to him. My head was in front of his legs which
were folded in towards him.  I looked up at him.
	His sexy blue eyes coyly looked down me as he was flushed with
embarrassment.
	"Did you not even get off when you had sex with your girlfriends?"
I asked.
	"We never did anything except kiss."  He replied flushed with
embarrassment.
	I couldn't believe it.  This was really the first time we had ever
talked about sex.  We talked about everything this was the one thing that
we never really said much about.
	"Oh."  I said still shocked at the fact that he was still a virgin.
	I could feel the blood rushing through my body and filling up the
veins of my penis.  It slowly got harder.  I looked down and saw that it
had set up a little tent in my pants.  I immediately flipped over onto my
stomach so Chance couldn't see what me lying there next to his naked body
was doing to me.
	I just kept staring at him hoping that he would uncross his legs.
The one part of his body that I never got to see was folded between his
legs and I wanted nothing more than to see it at that moment.
	"I'll get you off if you want me to."  I spouted off before I had
realized what I said.  I immediately placed my hand on my mouth regretting
what he said.
	"I don't know if that's such a good idea.  I don't wana ruin our
friendship."
	"If it weren't for you helping me all those years ago then we
wouldn't have a friendship.  Just think of it as part of my payment for
your helping me out so much.  I want to make you feel as good as you have
these past four years."
	There I went again, still not believing what I had just said.  I
did it again speaking before I thought about it.
	I was no longer thinking logically but thinking with my teenage
hormones.  I reached my hand over and grabbed his dick in my hand.
	I know it startled him because he jumped at my touch.
	I took my thumb and began to rub it around the head of his cock,
which was slowly getting bigger and harder in my hand.  This made him
unfold his legs and lay flat on his back.




Chance...

	I had never felt anything like that.  There were all sorts of
sensations running through my body.
	I could feel his thumb running across the head of my dick making it
throb in his hand.  Right when I was at the point that my dick was so hard
that it hurt he started rubbing his thumb over the opening of my head.  I
jumped from the sensation.
	"You like that buddy?"  Mitch asked.
	I just nodded my head yes.
	Mitch rubbed my dick head a little more and then stopped.  I peeked
out of the corner of my eye to see why.  He was changing his position so
that he was on his left side and his body was aligned with mine and he was
looking straight at me.
	He reached his hand back over and grabbed my dick again.  This time
he was stroking it in an up and now motion.  It felt so good.  My entire
body was tingling from the sensation.
	As Mitch's stroking got faster and faster I could feel his breath
on my face.  He was so close that I could feel his nose touching mine.  I
could feel his hard cock poking my leg through his jeans.
	I could feel by dick began to swell up, my scrotum pulling in
towards my body.  I opened my mouth and let out a moan.  When I did I could
feel Mitch press his lips against mine and dart his tongue inside my mouth.
He started jacking faster and I exploded.  I felt one squirt shoot out onto
my chest.  Another hit my chin and the other two just rolled off by head
and landed in my nice groomed pubic area.
	Mitch's tongue was moving around inside my mouth.  I returned the
favor, rubbing my tongue against his.  I had never felt something so good.
I had kissed many girls but nothing was like this.  Nothing sent explosions
through my body like that.
	He pulled away from me and looked at me, still rubbing my now very
sensitive dick.
	He moved down towards my cock.  I could feel the warmth of his
break on my cock as he took it in his mouth and began to suck the cum that
was left on the head of it.  I squirmed from the sensation.
	When he got it all slurped up, he moved back up to my body and laid
his head on my shoulder.  He took it off and looked at me and quickly
planted a kiss on my mouth.  I returned it.
	"I have been waiting four years to do this."  He said with a big
smile on his face.  "I love you for everything you have ever done for me
and I don't know if I can ever make it up to you and show you how much I
mean it.
	"Don't worry about it."  I planted a kiss on his forehead.

Mitch's viewpoint...
	I couldn't wait for the first two classes of the day to go by.  I
had English IV first hour and American History second hour, neither of
which I with Chance.  His schedule was pretty much the same as mine, just
flipped around.  He had American History then English IV then we both had
Trig Third hour followed by fourth hour Anatomy and physiology then we were
pretty much free for the day seeing how we were both seniors and only had
to go half the day.
	Finally the bell rang and second hour was over.  I was relieve I
don't think I could bare to listen about Shakespeare anymore.  Mrs. Alby
was a little old lady that always wore her hair in a bun and was very
monotone and spoke very proper.  This just made everyone in class and
usually by the end everyone was tired.
	When she had mentioned Romeo and Juliet I kept wondering and hoping
that I would get to find my Romeo very soon, which was were I was headed.
	I didn't really know how Chance felt; I just hope he felt the same
way about me that I felt about him.  After last night I was sure he did.
	I lay awake all night thinking of what had happened between us,
finally falling asleep at about four thirty or five.  I was thinking to
myself, about everything that had happened.  I had been struggling with the
fact for some time that maybe I liked guys.  I never once had a girlfriend
and didn't really care to look at them.  Last night pretty much confirmed
that for me.  I had enjoyed my long passionate kiss with Chance, I loved
the way that his hard cock felt in my hands and I was stroking it, and I
definitely loved the sweet taste of his cum as I had tasted him.
	I kept thinking maybe it was just Chance.  Maybe he made me feel
that way and I thought back to all the times over the last few years that I
had gotten hard after seeing guys.  I remember watching Hercules and how
hard it made me seeing him without a shirt on.  I remember when the new guy
Kirkland moved here in the ninth grade and how I just couldn't keep my eyes
off him.  The best memory of them all was the time I woke up from being in
a coma for a week and Chance kissed me.
	I in fact was beginning to accept the fact that I was another gay
teenage boy and had the hots for my best friend and knew, well at least
hoped he felt the same way as me.
	I heard the bell ring.  I hadn't even realized that I had made it
into my Trig class through all my day dreaming and there he sat sitting
next me with that cute smile and sexy dimples.
	I looked over at Chance with a big smile on my face.
	"You ok."  He whispered in fear of getting caught talking in class.
	"Yeah."
	"We need to talk."
	"Really!"  I exclaimed loudly, forgetting that I was in the middle
of class.
	This had to be a good sign that he had enjoyed what happened
between us last night.  I knew he had, but why was I doubting myself so
much.
	Mrs. Francis turned around from the board where she had been
working out examples at and looked straight at me.
	"Is there something you would like to share with the class
Mr. Mitchium?"
	"Um no ma'am."
	"Ok then.  If I hear another word from yourself or Mr. Stevens then
you will both have after school detention.  Do you both understand?"
	"Yes ma'am."  We replied in unison.

	After that we remained quiet flying thought period four.  We
usually stay around for lunch but didn't that day due to the fact that
Chance wanted to talk to me.  We raced out to the parking lot and got into
his car as soon as the bell rang.
	We just sat there for a minute looking at each other.
	"I broke up with Ashley."  He blurted out.
	"What?!"
	"Well after last night I'd think you would be excited.  I just feel
something that I hadn't felt with anyone else."  He said still staring over
at me.
	I looked at him intently.  "What are you trying to say?"
	He kept looking me and I looking at him.
	"Well I- I um really care about you is what I'm trying to say and
want to be with you and only you."  He turned and looked out the window.
"Do you remember our first kiss?"
	"How could I forget it?  You kissed me and ran out of the hospital
room scared to death."
	"I realized the that I loved you and didn't want anything to happen
to you Mitchell Mark Mitchium."
	I hated my name the way it sounded together.  My mom was probably
high when she had named me.  That was all she ever did that and bring
random guys home and I could hear them getting it on and eventually hear my
sister join in.  That was a memory of the past I hadn't seen from or heard
from either one of them in over four years and didn't really care to
either.
	"Really?"  I asked snapping out of my daze.  "What took you so
long?"
	"I am still unsure of myself on whether or not I am gay, bi or what
I just know I love you so much and want to be with you and only you."
	"I love you too.  I am just worried about what will happen if your
mom finds out about us.  She will surely through us both out and say she
won't have any fags in her house.  You heard how she bad mouths gay people.
Did you hear her talking the other day about it saying how they didn't
deserve equally right and deserved everything that they had coming to them
in life and should probably all be sent to a little island to keep everyone
else from being infected with their plague and well your sister isn't much
better."
	"We will deal with it when the time comes.  We have less than a
full year of school left and if we can just make it through it we will be
fine.  Don't worry your sexy little pants."
	I let out a little chuckle from hearing him talk like that.
	"As long as I have you then I know I will be fine.  I love you so
much Chance Matthew Stevens.  This is the happiest day of my life."
	I leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
	"I love you too Mitchell Mark Mitchium."  He replied through our
kiss.

TO BE Continued...

I hoped everyone liked chapter three.  It is a little shorter than the
others but I wanted to use it to make Mitch and Chance realize how much
they realize each other.  There will be more character development in some
more chapters as well as a few new characters.  Be looking.  As always
thanks for reading and feel free to email wyatt_04_04@yahoo.com with any
comments.  I always try to reply back usually in the same day.  Thanks