Date: Sun, 18 Aug 2013 19:11:50 +1000 From: Joseph M Subject: Boys At Play Chapter Two Hey everyone how are you. Im sorry I know I promised within a week, but it has been a hectic week at work ad I haven't had time. Thankyou so much to everyone who wrote to me over the last week youre comments and feedback has been greatly appreciated. I beg for you guys to let me know how I am going. Email me at littlejoey29@gmail.com To those of you expressing the lengthy background of the story before the 'hot action' Maybe I should of warned you from the start. This story is going to be a love story, so while there will be a lot of action, 'hot' I hope Please be warned there is going to be a lot of storyline as well. If this is not what you are looking for unfortunately please stop reading to save disappointment. Please everyone who can donate to nifty at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html to help keep this amazing service free and running. All of that aside please read and enjoy chapter two of boys at play ? Love Little Joey BOYS AT PLAY CHAPTER TWO: A Brothers Pain (Liam's POV) When Joey started asking me questions about my relationship with my little brother Tristan I hadn't been surprised, I had known all along that someone was probably going to find out which is why I had been so reluctant to let it start in the beginning but I loved Tristan and it didn't take a genius to know he felt the same way. I mean we were brothers and we loved each other in that way but this was something so much deeper. The whole time I have been scared of Joey finding out and hating me, I would never have been able to handle that. He is my best friend and again there is also something on a deeper level. Im not entirely sure what it is, and neither is he, but I knew I loved him like I loved Tristan. But now that he knows about me and my brother and instead of being pissed he joined us in our love making, that moment when he had walked in I had stopped breathing but when he wanted to join in I nearly shot my load instantly. But now that the fun and games were over he wanted to know about me and Tristan. It wasn't that I struggled to remember how it all started, I sometimes struggle to remember stuff I did last week, but I remember that day four years ago cause it is burned into the back of my mind as a memory that I will never forget. But there was still a part of me that was worried if Joey knew all of the details he would abandon me. But finally after taking another look down at the face of the two boys I loved, one sound asleep, the other staring back at me expectantly I took a deep breath and asked one final time. "If I tell you you have to promise to hear me out? and not hate me." He looked at me confused about the last part. But then he shrugged his shoulders and nodded giving me his smile that I loved so much. Okay here goes nothing? * * * * So it was a little over four years ago just after my tenth birthday and Tristan was six and a half. We have always been close as brothers, only ever having minor squabbles, and always making up almost instantly. I know a lot of my friends don't get along with their siblings so I consider myself very lucky. Tristan never pestered me to play with me and my friends, he had plenty of his own, and when we were at home we would play video games or watch TV together so we both enjoyed being around each other. Joey and Tristan have always gotten along; I think Joey wishes he had a little brother, so he almost treats Tristan like he's a brother. Tristan loves it, he's told me it's like he has two brothers. Whenever Joey spends the night the three of us will play games together before Tristan has to go to bed. Anyway on this particular afternoon I thought I had the house to myself, since my tenth birthday my parents had decided that I was old enough to not need a babysitter for while they were at work. They said I was very responsible for my age, and I knew that Mr. and Mrs. Beckett were always next door if anything was wrong. I took this responsibility very seriously and always made sure that Tristan and I had done our homework (Although he hardly ever had any cause he was only in the first grade.) Was done before they got home and I would also give Tristan a bath. Anyway on this fateful afternoon I had the house to myself as Tristan was at a friends house until dinner-time and my parents were still at work so I was just laying in my bedroom watching TV and doing homework, well kind of doing it, I was kind of struggling because my mind kept on wandering to events that had happened over the previous week. You see about a week before this day Joey had spent the night at his Aunt's place. Joey slept in the same room as his fifteen year old cousin Mark, and Mark had showed him some really fun stuff they could do together. Really fun stuff involving their dicks. Naturally when Joey got home he had shown me first opportunity he had gotten. He was so excited, Ive never been a shy person and Joey and I had been naked in front of each other hundreds of times so when he told me to get naked I didn't hesitate. He showed me how to rub my dick, I had played with it little bits but never really felt anything, but this time it had been incredible. Then after a few minutes of that Joey knelt on the carpet of his bedroom and before I could ask, he opened his mouth and put my dick in his mouth. I had nearly screamed but it felt awesome. After he got me off (my first dry orgasm) it was only natural for me to return the favor I really liked the taste of his 2 inch penis sliding in and out of my mouth and when he had his dry cum it made me feel good inside knowing I had done that to him. But the problem with what we had done was now I couldn't think of anything else, we had managed to get together one more time during the week, but my mind was constantly on it, even at school sometimes Id find myself distracted. I was becoming more and more aware of the fact that my dick was getting hard, even in class, which was more then a little bit embarrassing, but luckily it was under the desk so no one else knew, or at least that's what I hoped. Anyway as I was lying on my bed remembering what Joey and I had gotten up to I again started to get hard and I couldn't resist giving my dick a little tug through my shorts. It felt so good I couldn't just stop after one as I started to slowly stroke my dick through the fabric. After a few moments of this I decided that seen as I had the house to myself I should get naked and play with myself properly. I ripped my shirt over my head and then unbuttoned and pulled down the shorts. Something made me stop short of removing them completely and so I life them at my ankles. My underwear followed soon after and then I was lying on my bed naked with my two and a half inches sticking up from between my legs. I used my right hand and started to slowly massage my nether region slowly at first and then gradually picking up speed. I had been going for about five minutes and was really building up to my orgasm, my eyes were closed and I knew I was moaning, pictures of me and Joey doing this and the other acts we had performed were filtering through my head as hy body started to tingle and feel really nice. *SLAM* I must have jumped a foot off of the bed as I heard the front door of the house close loudly. I frantically pulled up my shorts and fastened them as I could hear the sound of feet running up the stairs towards the bedroom. It wasn't hard to tell it was Tristan, I wasn't sure whether he was going to come into my room or go into his but I figured either way I should see what was going on, he wasn't supposed t be home for another hour so I knew it couldn't be good. I was just pulling on my t-shirt when he knocked on my door. Like I said we have always been close as brothers and he rarely bothered knocking he would usually just come in, so this really worried me. I stood up and walked over to my bedroom door then when I pulled it open I let out a gasp. Tristan was standing there puffing like he had been running and he also had tears streaming down his cheeks and it looked like he had been crying for a while. My jaw dropped in shock as my mind tried to register what was going on. I panicked and was in big brother mode instantly as I wrapped my arms around the small boy. He stepped into me and accepted the hug as he continued to cry his eyes out. We stood there in my doorway for about five minutes without anything being said as he cried and I held him and rubbed his back. While I was dying to know what was wrong I didn't want to try and rush the poor boy. He was obviously pretty distraught about something. Finally after a few more minutes I noticed Tristan seemed to be calming down a little bit, I decided to direct him over to my bed so that we could sit down and talk. I gave him a little nudge and he got the idea but didn't let go of the hug. As I still had my arm wrapped around his back I dragged us both to the edge of my bed and tried to sit down but I slipped slightly and instead of sitting I fell onto my back and Tristan fell on top of me so that he was lying on top of me chest to chest. We just laid there for a few more moments in silence as he rested his head on my shouder and I continued to stroke his back over the top of his school shirt. Tristan was really small at that age standing at only just over three foot but he had a little bit of weight to him ,still having quite a bit of his baby fat, but I didn't feel uncomfortable with him lying on top of me, but I decided to move him next to me so it was easier. He didn't say anything as I gently slid him onto the mattress beside me. Once that was done and he again had his head resting on my shoulder I took a quick look down his body, I was worried that he had been hurt and that was why he was crying, but I couldn't see any visible scars or bruising. This was good in a way but made me a little more confused as well. I closed my eyes for a brief moment and then I sighed. "So little buddy what's wrong?" I tried to use my most grown up voice. Tristan tensed a little on the bed next to me, but he didn't say anything for a few moments, and then I noticed him shaking a little and thought I heard him sniffle. I just pulled him closer to my side and let my hand slide under the back of his tee as I was rubbing his back. After a few more sniffles, Tristan finally spoke but it was barely more then a whisper. "Um?Kane?" Before he could continue Tristan started to cry heavily again. Kane was Michael's, Tristan's best friend, 9 year old brother. He was in the year below me at school and I kind of knew him. He was a big boy for his age almost as big as me and quite heavy. I had heard a few rumors that he was a bully, but I had never actually seen him do anything, but if he had hurt Tristan in any way I was going to hurt him. "What did he do Tristan, did he hurt you?" Tristan again took a few moments to respond as he now looked up at me. "He came into Michaels room while we were? playing and he hit Michael and called us names? and he hit me too." That was it as my blood boiled and I was ready to go over there and rip the shit's head off. But it didn't take me a second to realize that could wait, as for right now Tristan needed me, I could deal with Kane later or tomorrow at school. Tristan seemed to notice my reaction and he suddenly looked scared, he had stopped crying for the most part but was still sniffling a little. He looked up into my eyes and it was then I realized that he thought I was upset or angry at him. "Why did he hurt you and Michael?" I needed to make sure I had the whole story before I hurt anyone. Tristan again looked worriedly up at me. I thought that maybe they had been doing something they shouldn't have been, but even that wasn't enough to allow the older brother to hit Michael or Tristan. Tristan again looked guilty and couldn't look me in the eye as he stared down at the mattress of my bed. I moved my left hand to underneath his chin and gently lifted it up so that he was staring me in the eyes. He tried to move it away but I held firm. After a few more moments he gulped and said still barely above a whisper. "He caught us? playing?" I was still confused, what he was saying was making no sense, Kane had caught Tristan and Michael playing and had beaten them up, what the fuck? "What were you guys playing?" He again tried to look away but I wouldn't let him and finally after another gulp and with tears in his eyes. "We were playing with our thingy's. And Kane came in and yelled at us and called us?fads? And then he hit Michael while yelling at him. I tried to stop him and so he hit me. Then I got scared and ran home." He was biting his bottom lip trying to stop the tears but he was losing the battle. My breathing kind of stopped suddenly I felt unsure of what to do, Tristan and Michael had been fooling around, I was more then a little surprised considering their age, I mean I was 10 and was only just learning about it, but I was more worried that maybe Kane would tell their parents. I decided to talk to him tomorrow it was too late to do anything today. I just hoped for the best. Realizing this my priority switched back to being worried about Tristan. But before I could say anything else he asked me a question. His head was resting back on my chest and I now noticed that he had one hand gently rubbing my stomach as my right hand continued to stroke his back. I tried to not pay any attention to it as I heard. "Um Liam, what does fads mean?" I assumed that Kane had said 'fags' so I thought of the best way to respond. "Its 'fags' mate. And well it's a very mean word, but it means when two boys or men love each other and play special games with each other." Tristan was silent for a bit thinking. "Am I a fag then?" I was shocked by the question and sat up kind of knocking him off of my side. I sat up on the bed and looked down at him. He was looking up at me in a mixture of fear and surprise. "No Tristan you're not a fag, you're only six." I knew it was a terrible explanation but I was only ten and didn't know what else to say. "But I like playing those games with Michael? and I love you and you said?" Tristan loving your brother doesn't make you a fag, I love you too?" I could see he was confused and I decided to give up for now as I bent over him so that our faces were close to each other. "Tristan what Kane said and did was mean okay?" He nodded his head slowly. "What you and Michael did was okay?if you liked it?" He again nodded his head. I bent down further and placed a soft kiss on the top of his head. Then I laced my arms around his back and lifted and turned him so that he was back lying on my chest. His head came up to my chest and he felt perfect when he laid there. I resumed rubbing his back and he seemed to really like that. He had definitely calmed down and seemed a little happier. We stayed lying like that for a few minutes and I almost thought Tristan had fallen asleep until he asked me. "Hey Liam you know how you said you loved me?" "Yeah of course I do buddy." Had absolutely no idea where he was going with this, Tristan was still lying on top of me and as my hand continued rubbing his back O became aware of one of his hands as he used it to tug slightly at the bottom of my shirt, once it was out of the top of my pants he slithered his small hand underneath it just running his fingers over the skin of my stomach. And it was at this point I became aware of two other things, one was that I swore I could feel his dick poking into the side of my stomach, and also that I was starting to get a little hard. This shocked me, Tristan was my brother and only six, and while I had started playing with Joey, but me getting hard with Tristan kind of freaked me out a bit. I tried to look down but all I could see was the top of my brother's shaggy blonde hair as his head rested on my chest, but as I felt my dick chubbing up Tristan's stroking hand was getting lower and lower until after a few moments it reached the top of my shorts. I realized this was the point of no return and it scared me as I asked in a slightly shaky voice. "Tristan what are you doing?" His hand stopped moving it was resting on top of the button to my shorts. He didn't look up at me as he said. "Playing" Even though I couldn't see it I was sure he had a smile on his face. I took a deep breath as I felt his little fingers trying to undo the button to my shorts. I moved my left hand and placed it on top of his stopping his progress. My right hand had stopped rubbing his back, I didn't know what to do, Id be lying if I said I wasn't feeling horny, Id be lying if I said I didn't want this to continue, but I would be lying if I said it didn't freak me out a little. He was my younger brother after all. Finally I asked. "Are you sure you want to play?" This time he looked up at me and smiled. "Yeah, I love you Liam." And to him that was all the rationale he needed as he again tried to work my buttons, but my hand was still impeding him. I sighed and then I let go of his hand. I was sure I was making a mistake and I was sure I was going to get into trouble for it, but at that moment my little head won out. My right hand resumed stroking his back as I brought my right hand around and was rubbing his chest through his shirt. Once Tristan had my shorts undone he wasted no time in trying to pull them down, I raised my hips off of the bed and with a little struggle he managed to remove both my shorts and underwear down my legs and off my feet. Once that was done he sat up on the bed next to me and started to try and pull off my shirt, but at this point I decided it was time for me to become a more active participant. I sat up on the bed next to my baby brother and helped him to take off my shirt until I was sitting next to him completely naked in nothing but my socks. Tristan made a move I think for my dick but I put out my arm. He looked at me a bit confused but I moved my hands to the bottom of his shirt ad started to slowly pull it up and over his head. He got the idea and helped. When his head popped through the hole he had a massive smile on his adorable face. Leant over and kissed his cheek, he let out a giggle then he kissed my cheek as well. Then I reached down and started trying to remove his pants. It didn't take much effort to slide them down his small legs. I saw Tristan naked almost every night, but until now I hadn't noticed just how beautiful he was. Soon we were both sitting on my bed naked except for our matching white socks. We moved so we were leaning our backs against the headboard. Tristan placed his hand on my leg and I looked down at it for a moment before I also placed a hand on his thigh. This seemed to be the signal Tristan was looking for as he took the initiative. Before I knew what was happening he wriggled his butt down the bed a bit and turned on his side so that his head was level with my stomach. With him lying this way I had a perfect look down on his back and even his arse. To this moment I had never thought of a bum being for anything other then the toilet. But I had heard things at school, mean jokes etc. But looking down on my brother's tiny but round buttocks gave me a little thrill. Tristan was rubbing his hands over my lower stomach area as he continued to rest his head on my chest. His hands being so close to my dick was making it harder and even started to ache a bit. After about two minutes just when I thought he was going to grab onto my boner Tristan moved back slid back up in the bed so that we were sitting next to one another again. "Hey Liam? can I show you the game me and Michael were playing?" I was taken aback at first by the question, I thought I had already given him permission, but maybe he wanted to be sure because of what Kane had done to them. He was staring at me hopefully and any concern I was doing the wrong this went out of the window with that look as I nodded my head. "Yeah sure buddy show me." Tristan almost leapt off of the bed with joy but then he just smiled down at me, he was half sitting half lying on me and the way he was he could turn his head and look up slightly to see into my face. When he did just that I found myself unable to resist as I bent my head down, Tristan realized what I was going to do and a small smile spread across his face as our lips touched, it sent a shockwaves through my body, I had never thought kissing my baby brother would be so incredible. As we kissed I allowed my hands to slowly run up and down his chest and belly including giving the little bit of fat he had a little tickle. Tristan tried not to giggle but failed as I stroked him all over even letting my little finger dip into his belly button. Meanwhile Tristan's hands were far from idle, but they were being a lot more direct as they seemed to just seek out their target. He wrapped his fingers around my2 and a half inch shaft and started to stroke and rub it. I let out a massive moan as his tiny hands manipulated my boner. I couldn't resist humping up into his hand. I decided I had had enough of just stroking his body as I let my hand run down from his tummy and over his pubic mound and finally touched the soft skin of his steel hard 1 inch cock and I instantly gave it a tug causing my little brother to let out a series of moans and sighs of his own. We got into a rhythm for several minutes just enjoying each other's touch and dicks. We were both uncut so it was a lot of fun rolling the foreskins, though his was a little tight, and I loved it when Tristan exposed my head and then would run one of his fingers over the sensitive glands I almost felt like I was going into a state of euphoria every time. It was Tristan who again made the next move as he stopped stroking my dick, but just as I was about to say something I saw that he was shuffling his body around, eventually forcing me to release my hold on his own boner as well. He had soon turned himself around so that his little boner was staring me straight in the eye. It was so small but so beautiful. In the couple of seconds it took me to register and then obey his unspoken command I felt Tristan slip his lips over the head of my dick. I gasped as I felt the warm mouth enclose over my entire shaft. His was only the second mouth I had felt on there and I involuntarily bucked my hips to meet his mouth. He started running his tongue over every single millimeter of me as he went to town. I finally moved my own mouth to meet the head of his tiny erection and opened my mouth first using my tongue to lap at the exposed glands ten wrapping my mouth properly around him and sucked his nail into my mouth. I felt rather then heard Tristan moan around my dick in his mouth. We laid like that for about five minutes sucking merrily on each others boners before I felt Tristan suddenly give a jolt as he pounded his boner into my mouth and started trembling. I felt his little dick pulsing in my mouth on my tongue as his body was wracked by an insane dry orgasm. After a few moments Tristan resumed his sucking and about thirty seconds later I let out a very loud groan as I felt the pleasure coursing through my little body. I layed back down on the bed exhausted from the intensity of the suck session with my own six year old brother, We took five minutes to rest and recuperate, and then once we had caught out breaths I looked at the clock and realized our parents would be home in about ten minutes. I sat up and told Tristan that we needed to get dressed. He looked like he wanted to sleep but ho nodded at me all the same and reached for his pants. Once we were dressed I looked at my brother. "Tristan you know you cant tell Mum and Dad right?" Tristan looked up at me with a smile and a 'deahr' look on his face which made me smile. * * * The next day at school I kept an eye out for Kane as I needed to confront him. I was walking between classes and spotted him no one was really around so I walked up beside him and said in a not too pleasant tone. "Kane we need to talk." And before he could really react I pushed him towards a bathroom. He looked at me scared but didn't put up a fight as we went in. The room was empty and I closed the door and slid a bin in front of it. When Kane saw this he started to panic. "Dude what are you doing." Then he seemed to realize who I was. "Liam I'm sorry?" I held up a hand t shut him up. "Look Kane I know what you did to Michael and Tristan and I'm warning you DON'T!!!" He saw the menace in my face. "But they were?" I cut him off before he could continue. "I don't care, they're six let them play." Kane looked at me in silence for a few minutes then he looked down at the ground. "I'm sorry Liam." "Okay, and don't tell anyone about what they were doing? okay." My tone had softened because he did truly look sorry. He just nodded his head at me and I nodded back then I let him leave and I eventually returned to my own class. As far as I know Kane hasn't bothered his brother or Tristan about what happened or is happening again. * * * About two months after that initial night with Tristan Michael was over spending the night at our house and my parents were going out to dinner so I was left in charge. Tristan and I had been sucking each other at least once everyday, usually when we got home before the parents did, and then some nights after bedtime he would sneak into my room and we would fool around. As yet we hadn't gone any further then sucking though deep down I knew we both wanted to. I had been fingering his hole with three fingers for a while now while I sucked him, Tristan had also started doing it to me and I found I really enjoyed having his little fingers up there. Even though I had found out that it had been Michael who had initiated the play between him and Tristan, I found out Michael had found some pornos in his Dad's closet that showed pictures of men together in all sorts of sexual positions I also knew they had never tried fucking and Michael hadn't as yet joined Tristan and I in our play. Tristan had told me on more then one occasion that his friend wanted to but I had been hesitant. But I knew on this night many things were going t change. Michael came over after school and him and Tristan played in his room, then my parents left saying they would be back in about three and a half hours. Once I was sure they were gone I headed up the stairs and saw that Tristan's door was partially open this made me smile as I walked up to it and peered inside. I could tell they had watched my parents leave because they were each lying on my brother's bed shirtless and with their shorts down at their knees as they devoured each others dicks. I walked into the room as I pulled my own t-shirt over my head then I unbuttoned my pants and started to pull them down my legs. The boys kept on sucking as though I wasn't there but I knew they knew. Once I was naked I moved over to the side of the bed where my brother was with his back to me and laid down next to him. Once I was lying there both boys looked at me with smiles on their faces. I bent down and kissed my brother's cheek right next to where his friends dick was entering his mouth. Tristan slid his mouth off of the little one incher and turned his mouth so that we could kiss on the lips. When we broke the kiss I bent further and wrapped my lips around Michael's boner. The other boy let out a soft moan realizing what was going on. Tristan being the only one without a penis in his mouth shuffled himself around so that he could suck on mine. It was so awesome having his lips around my shaft, I had grown to really love that feeling. The way Tristan was laying also afforded me access to his tight little bum and I started to massage the buns. I slid a couple of fingers around to the other side of his body where Michael was happily slurping away at my brother's boner. I wasn't sure he knew what I was doing but he didn't say anything as I slid the fingers into his mouth alongside the tasty morsel. He did a really good job of getting all three fingers wet then I removed them from his mouth and moved them back to Tristan's arse. Tristan let out a massive moan as I slid first one and then two of my fingers in deep. I continued to work his friend's hot little dick in my mouth as my fingers drove in and out of the tight hole. I could tell both boys orgasms were fast approaching as I worked Michael's dick and Tristan's arse at the same time. When I inserted a third finger Tristan tipped over the edge as his whole body rocked and shook with dry bliss. He was quivering and shaking on the bed for a whole minute in complete orgasmic bliss. I still had my fingers entrenched as I felt Michael's dick begin to quiver on my tongue and he thrust deep into my mouth a final time. His dick bounced around for several moments before it finally calmed down a bit. Both bys laid back on the bed recovering as I continued to work three fingers around in my baby brother's hole. Michael looked down at what I was doing and a smile spread across his face. He lent down to Tristan's ear and whispered something I couldn't hear. My brother nodded and smiled in response to whatever it was. Michael looked up at me and smiled. "Then tell him." It was directed at my brother but Michael was looking at me and made sure I heard. Tristan looked between me and Michael a bit unsure, but then smiled at me as he said somewhat tentatively. "Liam would you? um please can you put it in me?" My fingers stopped moving, I had been kind of hoping this would happen but now that we were there I wasn't so sure. "Are you sure bro?" Tristan didn't vocalize his response as show it as he wriggled his little arse closer to my stiff erection and I could see from the look in his eyes that he was serious. I took a quick look at Michael who just gave me a massive smile. I was really starting to like this kid, he was about an inch and a half taller then Tristan with less fat, he also had red hair that he was wearing long. My appraisal of Michael was cut short as Tristan shoved back again impatiently. I decided that we had waited for this for long enough. I looked down at my solid dick and then at my brother's tiny arsehole that I still had my fingers shoved inside of. After a few more moments hesitation I took a deep breath and started to pull my fingers out of Tristan's hole. Then before I could think twice about it I placed my stiff penis at the entrance to his ass. I took a final look down at my brother and was slightly surprised to see him sharing a deep kiss with Michael. Michael glanced at me out of the corner of his eye and smiled through the kiss. Finally I began to push as I felt the air tight crevice shift slightly. There was a lot of resistance but as I watched the two boys kiss I felt the head of my young dick enter Tristan's arse. Tristan let out a soft gasp and broke the kiss with Michael as he looked up at me. At first I thought he was going to tell me to take it out, but then after a few long moments he smiled. I bent down and placed a soft warm kiss on my brother's lips. I slid my tongue into his mouth as I began to work my erection in and out of the furnace. I couldn't help but moan in pleasure and this caused Tristan to smile. When I broke the kiss I looked down at him and whispered. "I love you baby." He smiled up at me and thrust his arse back at my dick. "I love you too Liam." Then I started really thrusting into him and really fucking him. My three inches felt like it was really on fire as I went in and out. I only lasted about three minutes that first time before I had the biggest orgasm of my young life. It felt like my whole body was going to explode into a trillion pieces. When I laid back to catch my breath I shared another soulful kiss with my little brother. * * * * We haven't stopped having sex for longer then 3 or 4 days in the fur years since. We do it most days either after school or after bedtime or both. I love Tristan like no other brothers that I know. Michael joined us a couple of other times but I think he started playing with other boys. There haven't been any other boys involved until Joey. I was so afraid to tell Joey because I didn't want him to hate me, I love Joey. And now that he knows about me and Tristan, is okay with it and even joined in, I think this is as close to heaven as I can get without actually being dead. END OF CHAPTER TWO Sorry again it took me longer t post then I had hoped, hopefully chapter three will be done by the end of this weekend coming ? Please send comments to littlejoey29@gmail.com Remember if I don't get any emails I will stop writing cause Ill think no one is reading. Until next time take care and have a good week. Love Little Joey ?