Date: Fri, 24 Dec 2004 05:58:11 -0800 (PST) From: Fup Duck Subject: Life Goes On - David and Chad #17 STANDARD DISCLAIMER: This is the continuation of David's story. One of two boys loving each other. So the same disclaimer applies. If you can't handle that, or it's illegal to read this in your area, or you're underage, then now is the time to leave. If you continue reading after that admonishment, Nifty and I aren't responsible. There could also be incidents of unprotected sex. As always, I don't condone this practice - especially in this day and age. I hope you all have a warm and happy holiday season! Another somewhat emotional chapter...:-) And Chad gets his first driving lesson. lol Fup ****************************************************************************** FROM CHAPTER 16 "Yeah, kiddo, night to you too." Chad spooned back against the older youth, pulling one of David's arms over his waist. After some slight shifting, he was finally comfortable and settled into David's embrace. David kissed the back of Chad's head, rubbed his palm on Chad's warm stomach and faded into sleep. LIFE GOES ON - DAVID AND CHAD #17 - Just The Facts Once again, David was watching his blond boyfriend sleep. His morning bladder had roused him from sleep, and no matter what he tried, he remained wide awake. He was sitting with his back against the headboard with the sheet pulled up to his waist watching Chad's peaceful face as he slept. The muffled sound of Sunday morning traffic registered in the back of his mind, but his attention was directed elsewhere. He smiled a little and ran his fingers lightly over Chad's cheek. They really needed to talk, and soon. If this was going to only be a summer thing, then that was okay. What a summer to have. After David's previous assumptions and resulting disagreement, he realized that Chad would have to be an equal partner in the decision. David couldn't make his decisions for him. He shifted a little, leaning his head back and closed his eyes. Would Chad be willing to continue this relationship with David leaving in about a month? He had tried to keep their intimacy somewhat casual this summer, letting Chad take the lead - not knowing what would happen come August. He knew what he wanted. His thoughts were interrupted as Chad sighed in his sleep, his arm draping across David's thighs under the sheet. The sleeping teen slid a little closer, his forehead resting against David's hips, mumbled something unintelligible and settled back into his dreams. David moved a hand gently to Chad's exposed back and rubbed in small circles. The boy sighed again quietly, then once again became still. He looked over at the pictures on the bureau, focusing on the one of him and Kel. Mentally, he asked the grinning face next to his, "What should I do?" Sometimes he wished there was an instruction manual. This 'playing it by ear' stuff was a pain. Still rubbing Chad's back gently, he leaned his head back again. Well, the first thing was to find out how Chad actually felt. If this was just a 'curiosity phase,' then so be it. If it was something more, that was even better. David smiled absentmindedly as he thought about how much he loved the kid in bed with him. He felt Chad stir, and looked down to see one of Chad's eyes looking at him. "What are you grinning at?" "How much I care for you," David answered. "Oh, okay. Thought I was funny looking." "Nah," David looked at the clock. "Go back to sleep kiddo, it's only seven-thirty." "Mmmkay," Chad mumbled, then rolled onto his side facing David and laid his head on David's thigh, one arm sliding behind his back. David continued his back rub as Chad's breathing deepened again. Serious discussions weren't his strongest point, David thought. He had a tendency to try to lighten them up, which seemed to cause problems. Actions spoke louder than words, but he realized sometimes words were more important. His thoughts remained in the same vein for another hour, then he felt Chad stir again, tightening his arm around David's back. He smiled as Chad briefly nuzzled against his sheet-covered erection, then rolled to look up at him. "I must look real funny when I sleep," Chad muttered. "You're looking at me and smiling again." "Yeah," David teased gently, "you make all these funny faces and stuff. It's really quite entertaining." "Well, I'm not the only one," Chad answered with a small smile. Then he was rolling out of bed. "Gotta take a leak." David chuckled and answered, "I like to LEAVE mine." Chad grimaced over his shoulder on the way out the door. "That was bad." A few minutes later, Chad was slipping back into bed, pressing his warm body against David's side. David's hand resumed rubbing Chad's back. "Have a good time yesterday?" "Yeah, the best. Except when I puked." "And up in the tower," David added. "Yeah, that was dumb though." "Not really, kiddo, I never thought you'd react that way though." Chad chuckled softly. "I was really ready to punch you." "Glad ya didn't. But you got used to it." Chad nodded then stretched, pressing even tighter against David's side. "Scratch my shoulder?" "Yes, master," David laughed. "Mmmm, yeah, a little lower," Chad instructed, then sighed. "Better." David felt Chad's erection against his lower leg. "Doesn't that thing ever go down?" Chad thrust gently a few times against David's leg. "You love it." Then his hand grasped David's matching hardon through the sheet. "I'm not the only one." "Guess not," David admitted as Chad's hand loosened and just rested on top of David's erection. "So what are we doing today?" "Well, I dunno. Haven't thought that far ahead. What did you want to do?" Chad shrugged. "Maybe a movie or something?" David laughed, "Not a movie, after driving all that time yesterday, I don't really feel like driving much." "I'll drive." "Yeah, right," David answered, an idea forming in his head. "Well, I think we should get some breakfast, do a little straightening up then see what we feel like doing." "I'll have Cheerios, eggs, bacon, and toast." "Start cooking," David laughed. Chad sighed dramatically. "Don't you love me enough to fix me breakfast in bed?" David slipped his arms under Chad's shoulders, pulling him up face to face. One hand moved to the back of the teen's head pulling his face closer. He pressed his lips against Chad's, his tongue slipping into the warm, slightly bitter tasting mouth of his boyfriend. After some initial resistance, Chad relaxed into the kiss, matching David's actions with his own. When the kiss had run its course, Chad pulled back, and frowned a little. "Ugh, morning breath." David smiled, gently squeezing Chad's neck. "Maybe we oughta brush our teeth huh?" "Breakfast first," Chad answered. "Cereal tastes nasty after doing that." David hugged Chad briefly to him, then they got out of bed, slipping on clean shorts and walked to the kitchen. They had just finished their cereal when David reached across the table, grasping Chad's hands. "Let's get ready, then I think we should sit around and talk for a while, okay?" "Okay, I guess." Then Chad was standing up. "But I get the shower first." David watched the teen head back into the bathroom and heard the shower start. He washed the dishes as Chad showered, carefully keeping the water he used from affecting the temperature of Chad's shower. This probably wasn't the time to play pranks. The shower shut off and as he walked back toward the bedroom, the bathroom door opened, revealing a soaking wet teenager with a towel in his hand. "You're dripping all over the floor, you goof," David laughed, his eyes moving over the nude form of the teenager. "Dry me?" Chad answered, grinning. "Since when have I become your servant?" David asked, taking the offered towel and beginning to dry off his wet boyfriend. "Since I was ten," Chad joked, breaking out into giggles as David dug his fingers into the teen's ribs. David shook his head, continuing to dry Chad, then draped the towel over his head and started rubbing. Chad leaned back against David as he rubbed the towel over Chad's head. Finished, David reached over to hang up the towel, then wrapped his arms around Chad's waist from behind. He turned them to face the mirror, smiled softly, and whispered, "I love you so much." Chad returned the smile, then spun himself around in David's arms, returning the hug. "Love you too, even though you didn't fix me breakfast." David popped Chad on the butt. "Brush your teeth, kiddo. I need a shower too." Chad briefly tightened his hug and as David removed his arms, reached for the toothpaste. David took the opportunity to strip off his shorts and turn on the shower. After brushing his teeth and his other normal duties, Chad sat on the toilet seat and chatted with David as he showered. Gingerly, David washed his hair, unwilling to reopen the wound that seemed to be healing nicely. The water was turning cold as he finished, turned off the shower and slid the curtain back. Chad's voice stopped as David reached for the other towel. David glanced at the teen and grinned as he saw Chad's eyes moving up and down his body. He laughed a little, shook his hips, then started drying himself as Chad's conversation restarted. Moving around Chad, he performed his morning ritual, then slipped on his shorts. "Ummm, I thought we were gonna go back to bed," Chad said. David tousled Chad's still-damp hair. "Maybe later, kiddo. Need to do some other stuff first." "But, well...," Chad started. "What, kiddo?" David asked softly. "Ummm, well, like you're going back soon." David knelt down in front of Chad, looking into his face. "Yeah, we need to talk about that." Chad nodded and reached for his shorts, slipping them on. He took David's offered hand, pulling himself up. Still holding hands, they sat on the sofa facing each other. David rubbed his thumb on the back of Chad's hand and smiled. "I don't want you to leave," Chad admitted softly, head down. David almost teared up hearing those words from the blond boy sitting in front of him. He reached out and raised Chad's chin so he could look into his face. "I know, Chad. I sorta don't want to go either. But I have to go back, I've got another two years." Chad nodded, his eyes starting to glisten. "Hey," David said softly, pulling Chad into a tight embrace. He felt Chad's shoulders shuddering as the tears finally came. "Shhh, it's okay kiddo," he whispered. "It'll be okay, Chad," he continued to soothe as his own eyes started to tear up. With some effort, he held the tears back, and tightened his arms even more. "It's not fair," Chad mumbled into his chest. "It'll be okay, Chad. I swear." Chad jerked himself out of David's embrace and stood up in front of the sofa. "It's not fair. And it's NOT okay," he said again, angrily. As David looked up at the upset youth, he thought that at least some of his earlier questions had been answered. He smiled somewhat sadly at Chad. "It has to be okay, kiddo." "Why?" Chad spat. David patted the sofa next to him. "Sit back down." "No. Why does it have to be okay?" David sighed, looking into Chad's angry face. "Do you love me, kiddo?" "That's a real dumb question, Dave," Chad answered. "Then say it." Chad's shoulders slumped a little and the angry look started to fade. He looked down at David through teary eyes. "I love you, Dave." Then he was back in David's arms, sobbing on his shoulder. David held the teen as he cried, wiping his eyes in Chad's already damp hair. "That's why it has to be okay," David said gently after a few minutes. He took a breath and continued talking into Chad's hair. "I love you too, kiddo. A lot. I think I started loving you when I was babysitting you. But it wasn't the time. There were...other things going on." Chad sniffed and quieted as David kept talking. "I really never said anything. I didn't know how you would react. I thought if I told you, you'd think I was weird, and not want to hang around anymore." Chad tightened his hug slightly and mumbled, "You ARE weird." David chuckled softly. "And look what it got me. A cute guy that I love. Maybe I oughta be weird more often." Chad remained silent, but again tightened his arms briefly. "I didn't know how you felt either. I mean we have a lot of fun together. I love having you around. No matter what we do. I was thinking about that this morning while you were still asleep. I figured we really needed to get this out in the open. And since I know how you really feel, we can probably work something out. That is, if you want to." Chad nodded and lifted his tear-stained face to look at David. "See? It'll be okay." Chad smiled slightly, then slid off David's lap. "I'm sorry for being a baby." "You're not being a baby, you goof. So don't even think that way." Chad nodded and walked to the kitchen. David heard him blow his nose, then almost shyly come back and sit beside David, leaning against him heavily. Quietly he said, "I just thought you were being nice to me, ya know? I mean I knew you liked me. I missed you so much when you were gone. And now it's gonna happen again." David squeezed Chad's shoulder then slid his arm around his waist. "Well, I feel the same way. It's gonna be hard. But if you think you can put up with it, we can probably do it. I mean I can come back home once in a while. And I have breaks like at Christmas and all." "But what are you gonna do? I mean like where will you stay?" David sighed quietly. "I haven't quite worked that out yet. But we have another month or so. We'll figure something out. I mean I'll have my car and all, so I can come back whenever." "Real life sucks." For some reason, Chad's observation hit David's funny bone. "Yeah, it does sometimes," he snickered. Then as Chad looked at him questioningly, his snickers turned into laughter. He pulled Chad tighter against him as he laughed. "You're weird," Chad stated then began to smile. "I must be," David admitted when his laughter died down. "Guaranteed," Chad laughed. David raised his eyebrows, then pushed Chad back onto the sofa, digging his fingers into the exposed sides of his blond boyfriend. "Guaranteed, huh?" he asked, his fingers still digging into Chad's ribs as the teen writhed in laughter. "Stop...it," Chad gasped. "What's it worth?" "Your....life." "Oooooh, I'm so scared," David teased, his fingers now in Chad's armpits. "Dave...stop...it...I'm...gon...na...throw...up." David stopped tickling, placing his palms on Chad's naked chest. He grinned down into the boy's red face. "Better now?" "Yeah, but I have to piss now," Chad stated. "Poor guy," David teased, standing up beside the sofa and offering a hand up to Chad. Chad took the offered hand and rushed to the bathroom. David straightened the sofa cushions and started walking toward the bedroom. "Where ya goin?" "Let's get dressed and go somewhere," David suggested. "Thought you didn't want to drive," Chad replied, following him to the bureau. "Maybe a little bit," David grinned. "Whatever, but I wish you'd make up your mind." Dressed, the left the apartment and David drove for a while, looking for a good spot to spring his surprise. He guided the car into a pull-off on the side of the road and got out. "Where ya goin?" Chad asked, getting out of the car. David grinned, walking around the front of the car and tossed the keys to a surprised Chad, who barely managed to catch them. "You drive, I'm tired." "No way, nuh uh," Chad replied. "I'll wreck." "Nah," David scoffed, joining Chad at the passenger's side of the car. "Try it. Otherwise we'll be stuck out here." "Nuh uh," Chad answered, holding out the keys. "C'mon, you can do it, it's not hard. You'll have Driver's Ed this year in school anyway." "But what if I wreck your car?" Chad asked, his defenses weakening. "You won't," David stated firmly. "But what if I do?" Chad asked, starting to move toward the front of the vehicle. David shrugged. "We'll get it fixed." "Yeah, but..." "Just drive," David ordered, grinning. "Okay, okay, jeeez, no need to get nasty," Chad answered. Nervously, Chad slipped behind the wheel. "Umm, Chad, you have to start it first," David teased after a few seconds. "Shut up, I know." Chad turned the key, jerking a little as the car started. He wiped his palms on his shorts and looked over to David. "Now what?" "Okay, you're gonna hold the brake, put it in Drive, then let off the brake and pull out onto the road. You shouldn't need to give it a lot of gas, then just keep it out of the ditch on your side of the road." Chad nodded, his eyes straight ahead. David watched as he shifted into Drive, then lifted his foot off the brake. The car started moving, then stopped as the front wheels hit the edge of the pavement. "Okay, give it a little gas," David urged. Nervously Chad punched the gas pedal, spinning gravel from the back tires as they almost literally bounced onto the road. He was thrown forward when almost immediately Chad hit the brake, hard. "I can't do this," Chad complained. "Sure ya can. Listen, just take it easy. Use the same foot for the brake and the gas. Now, let off the brake and put your foot on the gas, but don't press yet, okay?" Chad nodded and the car began to move, drifting toward the other lane. "Okay, Chad, just turn a little so you're in the right lane." Chad nodded again, his eyes locked out the windshield. As the car began to move faster on the slight downgrade, Chad move his foot to the brake. "No brake yet, kiddo. We're only going about ten miles an hour, and the speed limit's thirty." Chad allowed the car to get up to almost twenty-five before his foot moved back to the brake. "No brake, Chad," David instructed again. "Give it a little gas, we're starting to slow down." With David's continued directions, Chad was soon more comfortable behind the wheel and was actually close to the speed limit as they drove. "See, it's not so bad, is it?" Chad shook his head slightly, eyes still boring through the windshield. "Am I doing okay?" "Doing fine kiddo, just need to relax a little," David chuckled. "I am," Chad responded unconvincingly. A few minutes later, David began to get a little nervous himself. As they approached town, the road started getting a little busier. He noticed Chad flinch a little every time a car passed them going the opposite way. As their speed began to drop, David also took notice there was a car behind them. "Speed up a little, kiddo. We've got someone behind us." Chad glanced in the rearview mirror, then back forward. His speed dropped a little more and the car behind them got even closer. "Asshole," David thought. Then he suggested, "Tell ya what, at the next pull-off, put on your blinker and pull off the road. I'll switch ya places." Chad nodded and swallowed. Chad remembered the blinker as the next pull-off became visible. This one actually had guardrail around it since it was next to a slight drop off leading to a creek that paralleled the road. He slowed even further, ready to pull off the road when the driver behind them laid on the horn. Already nervous, Chad basically panicked. Before David could tell him to settle down, he had turned off the road a little too soon. David heard the back fender graze the corner of the guardrail, then was once again jerked forward as Chad hit the brake. "Okay Chad," he soothed, "put it in Park." Still staring through the windshield, Chad pushed the lever into position, then started shaking. "Hey man, it's cool," David chuckled gently. "You did okay, if that asshole behind us wouldn't have been such a dick, it would have been perfect." He reached over and squeezed Chad's shoulder, then got out of the car to check for damage. When he reached the back fender, he was surprised. Just two darker stripes about a foot long were the only evidence of the brush with the guardrail. He ran his fingers over the marks - they weren't even dented - more of a surface scrape. "I wrecked your car," Chad groaned quietly, now standing beside David, looking at the scrape marks. David laughed softly. "No you didn't, look." Then he wet a finger and rubbed at the darker marks. They lightened a bit as David rubbed his wet finger across them. Then he smiled at Chad. "See? Not a big deal. They'll probably wax out next time I wash the car. Are YOU okay?" "Yeah, I guess," Chad admitted, settling down a little. "I'm sorry about that." "About what? It was your first time. No harm done. I remember when Dad taught me how to drive one time in his truck. It's a three-speed stick, so I had to worry about the clutch. He took me through town and we hit the red light at the square. Except it was on a hill." David laughed a little. "I kept stalling the truck and we had like eight cars behind us before he finally got pissed enough to stop yelling at me and drive himself. So you see? It's no big deal." "Well, if you would have yelled at me, I probably would have beat the crap out of you," Chad replied, his good humor coming back. "And," David said dismissively, gesturing at the car, "this is just a thing. As long as you're okay, it's cool. Although a major wreck would have kinda ruined future plans." "Oh, I never thought about that," Chad answered. "I don't wanna drive anymore." David draped his arm across Chad's shoulders. "But it didn't happen, so it really isn't a big deal. C'mon, let's get back home." As David drove back into town, he gently teased Chad in an attempt to lighten his mood. By the time they were pulling into the parking lot, Chad was once again laughing and joking with David. "I'm hungry," Chad complained. "You're always hungry," David scoffed, not getting out of the car. "Feel like McDonald's?" "Yeah, that's cool." "Wanna drive?" David asked laughing. "Oww, not so hard or you WILL have to drive," David griped, rubbing his arm where Chad had socked him. After they had eaten, David drove back to the apartment. "I'll need to go home soon," Chad complained as they walked in the door. "Yeah, I know." He took Chad's hand and led him into the living room. He turned to face the teen and wrapped his arms tightly around his waist. Looking slightly down into Chad's eyes, he whispered, "I DO love you, kiddo." Chad smiled softly and puckered his lips. Not one to miss an opportunity, David kissed the boy deeply, Chad responding by pressing himself tighter, his arms tightening around David. Still wrapped in the kiss, David shuffled to the sofa, guiding Chad down to sit on his lap. They broke the kiss, and Chad buried his face in David's neck, hugging him tightly. Remaining in the embrace for a few more minutes, Chad finally raised his head. "Guess I oughta go," he said a little sadly. "Yeah," David sighed, as Chad slipped off his lap. Chad retrieved another set of clothes from the bedroom, leaving the worn ones there to be washed, then was waiting for David at the door. David leaned forward, giving Chad a brief kiss, then opened the door. It was a quiet ride to Chad's house, each one lost in thought. As they pulled up to the house, Chad grinned. "What?" David asked. "Nothin'. Comin' in?" "Yeah, I guess I should huh? Tell your Mom and Dad how terrible you were this weekend." Chad snorted and got out of the car. David followed him inside and followed him into the living room to join the elder Murrays. "So? Did you have a good day?" Mrs. Murray asked. Chad started laughing and rolled his eyes. David explained the reason for their reaction to her innocuous question and she joined in their humor. "But yeah, it was a real good weekend," David finally answered. "The brat didn't get in your hair, huh?" Mr. Murray teased. "Not too much," David snickered. "Nothing I couldn't handle." Mr. Murray looked at his son closely. "You weren't a pain?" "No, Dad, jeeez." "Okay, just wanted to be sure." "He wasn't, really," David assured the two adults. "He's always good company." "So anyway, son of mine," Mr. Murray grinned, "how was King's Dominion?" For the next half-hour, David listened while Chad raved about the good time he had, interjecting his own anecdotes where necessary. Mr. Murray raised his eyebrows at David over the tower incident, and shook his head smiling. David shrugged and turned his attention back to Chad's enthusiastic recount of the day's events. As Chad wound down, David stood up to leave. He said his farewells to the elder Murrays and walked to his car, accompanied by Chad. Before getting behind the wheel he hugged Chad briefly and whispered, "Love you." Chad returned the hug and sentiment, waving until David pulled out of the driveway. David had some serious thinking to do. And only about four weeks in which to do it. ****************************************************************************** Ever notice that at the beginning of summer vacations, it felt like you had plenty of time to do what you wanted? Then, as it wound down, you realized how little time you had. Please feel free to contact me with any questions or feedback. Thanks! email: fupduckmd@yahoo.com AIM and Yahoo: fupduckmd Fup