Date: Fri, 18 Jan 2019 02:30:48 +0000
From: Douglas DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aiden 2 Chapter 64

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CHAPTER 64
TWEEN ANGST

SUNDAY, OCTOBER 21

<Keegan>

Keegan woke up before seven in the morning—by 7:10 he'd already smoked
three cigarettes. He was furious. He'd been furious ever since his
ungrateful son had turned his back on him. He was furious with his brother,
Phil, with Phil's queer husband, and with his brother Troy since Keegan
figured he had to be involved in the mess somehow. But, most of all he was
furious with Aiden, who turned out to be a complete and total asshole of a
brat.

I tried to be nice to the little fuck, Keegan thought, and look what it got
me. A trip to a two-bit town on the coast to watch a boring soccer game so
that I could have my nose rubbed in the shit of a preteen boy. It's time to
change lawyers. I need to find one who has some balls and is willing to
fight the phony adoption, so my son can be raised by me to be a real
man. There was no other way to do it, he thought. The boy needs discipline
and that means getting his bare butt whupped for starters.

Keegan's thoughts were interrupted by his bedroom door opening and a naked
teenage boy flopping next to him on the bed. "Shit, Drake, let a man get
his morning sleep, would you?"

"Good morning to you, too, Uncle Keegan." Drake fanned the air with his
hand. "Jeez, did you get enough fucking smoke in here? We both know you
weren't asleep. I mean you were so pissed when you went to bed there was no
way you were asleep."

"If you hadn't been here, I think I would have gotten drunk last night."

"And stoned?"

"I doubt it, but, hey, you never know."

"I would have joined you."

"And that's the reason I didn't do it."

"Yeah, whatever, like you care if I get fucked up."

Keegan placed his right hand on the fourteen-year-old's bare chest and
rubbed it. "I do care, Drake. You're doing really good, and I don't want to
be the one to fuck you up." Not for the first time, Keegan realized he
cared more for the young teen than he did for his own son.

"Yeah, well, you've been sober for a while, too. I know you're doing it so
you can get to see your son. Not that it did you any good, yesterday. But
even being in a bad mood, you kicked my ass at Cribbage way too many
times." Drake stared up at the ceiling as he felt Keegan's relaxing
caress. "Want to make out? I kiss really good."

Keegan vaguely remembered making out with Drake at Natalie's apartment when
they were drunk and stoned, but he couldn't remember how good a kisser
Drake was, if, in fact, they had actually kissed. Keegan suddenly realized
what he'd been unconsciously doing to the boy and pulled his hand
back. "Forget making out, I think you should get dressed."

Drake reached over and groped Keegan's cock through the blankets. "We're
both boned and we're both naked, so let's hop in the shower and jerk off
together."

"How do you know I'm naked?"

"I am Drake, master detective. My magic hands revealed all." What Drake
didn't say was that he'd snuck into the bedroom during the night and peeked
under the blankets. The grope was to see if Keegan was sexed up.

"You take the first shower," was all Keegan said in reply. As much as
Keegan was attracted to Drake, and his rock-hard cock was seconding the
emotion, he couldn't admit it to himself. He desperately wanted to kiss the
boy, rub his cock against the teen's smooth body, and jerk him off. But,
I'm a straight dude, not a child molester, he told himself.

"You're such a prude, except around my aunt, of course," Drake laughed. He
got up from the bed, making sure Keegan got a good view of his proud
erection. Within minutes Drake was in the hot shower furiously jerking his
six-inch teen cock while Keegan pulled back the bed covers and took care of
his own business.

He had become quite fond of the boy and liked his company. He knew he was
helping keep Drake sober and felt a sense of pride over that. But he also
knew the sexual angle that sometimes cropped up between them could destroy
all of the good he was doing if he let it. He was determined not to let
that happen. There was no way he was going to be like Aiden's faggot dads
who no doubt fucked his son whenever they could. Yeah, I've got to get a
new lawyer, he thought. And if that doesn't work, well, I'll cross that
bridge when I get to it.

<Aiden>

Aiden spent the afternoon at Gordy's house. He was pleased when Gordy's
mother asked him if he wanted to stay for dinner. He was even more pleased
when his Pop said yes after he called for permission.

Aiden enjoyed his afternoon with Gordy. The weather was cool and gray, so
they stayed inside, playing video games, talking, wrestling, and watching
NFL football with Gordy's dad.

At halftime, Aiden and Gordy sat on Gordy's bed and started to chat about
things. Gordy told Aiden that he and Kalie were going out together. "She
hasn't told anybody yet, but she says she's going to tell her friends this
week so I should tell mine, too."

While Aiden was surprised by Gordy's announcement, he wasn't stunned by
it. He knew that Gordy and Kalie liked each other. That had become even
more obvious since Gordy had spent the night at her house.

"Well, I guess that's a good thing," Aiden said. He knew that sounded lame,
but he wasn't sure what he was supposed to say. Somehow, he couldn't bring
himself to sound congratulatory.

"I guess. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. At least with my friends I
know what I'm supposed to do and what I'm supposed to say. I mean, I could
say anything to you and mess around with you and ride bikes with you or
shoot baskets with you, or play catch. I don't know how to go out with a
girl."

"Well, maybe Kalie knows how to go out. I mean her girlfriends have gone
out with guys, so I'm sure they tell her what she's supposed to do."

"I guess maybe we should have our first date or something," Gordy
said. "Like go to the Burger Barn for milkshakes or something." Gordy
looked at Aiden and grinned. "Don't you have a first date on Friday?"

"Say what? With who?"

"With Nolan. I mean, aren't you going to a movie and to dinner and spending
the night together?"

"Yeah, but that's not a date, it's just friends doing something
together. In case you haven't noticed, Nolan and I are both boys. Boys
don't date each other."

"Aiden, you and me are best friends and like I said we can tell each other
everything. So, you can tell me if you think this is a date or not."

Aiden took his time to answer. He wasn't sure how he felt about what he was
doing with Nolan, so he decided to tell his best friend the truth. "I don't
know what it is, Gordy. I just know it feels, well, like something totally
special that I've never done with anybody before."

"Sounds like a date to me," Gordy said trying to sound knowledgeable and
sophisticated.

"But we're boys, so we can't be dating." Aiden looked at Gordy and
smirked. "But boys can jerk off together if they want."

"Yeah, you and Nolan can do that, but what would I do if I was on a date
with Kalie?"

"I wasn't talking about me and Nolan, doofus, I was talking about me and
you."

"Oh..." Gordy grinned and quickly undid his pants. Within seconds he'd
pulled off his jeans and underpants, revealing his rapidly hardening
pubescent cock. He placed his fingers around it and started
masturbating. "You mean like this?"

Aiden knew that a few months ago, Gordy wouldn't have responded that
quickly. He would have waited for Aiden to start things, and even then
might have passed. But, here he was, half naked on his bed, busily beating
his meat. It didn't take long for Aiden to follow suit.

"I want to watch you shoot," Aiden said has he worked hard on his cocklet.

"It is more like dribbling than shooting." Gordy started to giggle.

"What's so funny?"

"That sounds more like playing basketball than jerking off."

Aiden laughed and then got serious again. "Want to do each other?"

"Sounds like a plan."

The two best friends got themselves in position to masturbate each
other. As their hands flew along each other's hairless cock, they leaned
into each other and kissed, their tongues battling as they pleasured each
other with their hands.

Gordy came first. He broke their kiss and moaned as a little squirt of
clear tween cum popped out of his uncut cock, landing on Aiden's hand.
Aiden licked his friend's emission off of his hand—an act that sent his
horniness over the edge as he enjoyed a body shaking dry cum.

"Fuck, that was intense," Aiden said as they leaned back against Gordy's
headboard.

"Tell me about it."

"You kinda shot your load."

"I know. That was my best ever," Gordy nodded. "You know, you really do
kiss better than Kalie."

"Since you started kissing, you've become the best kisser I know."

"Better than Nolan?"

"Our kisses have been kind of far apart and not the real long ones you and
I have done."

"I hope on Friday, yours are the best and longest ever."

Aiden put his arms around Gordy's shoulder. "You're the best friend a guy
could ever want."

"Even if I'm not gay and can't be your boyfriend?"

"Who says I want a boyfriend?"

"I do," Gordy grinned. "I wish I could go to the Burger Barn with Kalie for
that milkshake and make out while you and Nolan are making out at the
movie."

"When did you get a dirty mind?"

"I dunno, but having one is kind of cool."

Aiden kissed Gordy long and hard before the boys put on their pants. It was
time for dinner, after which Gordy's dad would drive Aiden home since it
would be dark.

After Aiden went to bed he thought about how much Gordy had changed
regarding sex, especially over the last year. He wondered if he had changed
as much. He also wondered if he and Nolan really were going on a date like
a couple of boyfriends.

He decided he'd worry about that later. Instead he thought about the
Cobras' big home game against Benville the next day. He also thought about
how he was going to deal with Rusty and his weirdness. But, he fell asleep
thinking about kissing and jerking off with Nolan the way he and Gordy had
done it earlier.

MONDAY, OCTOBER 22

Aiden was disappointed when he found out that Rusty wasn't at school. He
knew something was bothering his one-time friend in a big way. He wanted to
help the red head, but he didn't know how to penetrate the wall Rusty had
erected around himself

The subject at lunch was the soccer game against the Benville Wolves that
evening. The Wolves had a good team. The Mayfield Cobras had picked up a
hard-earned 3-2 win in their first meeting. Everybody was certain that the
rematch would be another nail-biter.

That ended up being the case. Aiden and Muddy each scored a goal and the
game finished in a 2-2 tie.

"Everybody says ties are like kissing your sister," Gordy complained as the
team met at Bob's Burger Barn after the game for hamburgers, fries, and
milk shakes.

"I kiss my sister," Muddy said. "It is not so bad." Muddy had gone much
farther with his sister than kissing. He elected not to bring that fact up
even though everybody knew it.

"Eww," Lenny groaned. "There's no way I would..."

"...kiss our sister," Lance finished.

"Kissing Brenda would be..."

"...totally gross."

Coach Bill learned from people he knew, including other coaches, that
Kentburg and Lacey both won. That gave both teams a 9-1 record while the
Cobras were now 8-1-1. The Cobras would play Centralia on the 29th, while
Kentburg and Lacey would be playing each other on the 28th. The teams were
scheduled to play 14 games.

"Things are starting to get very interesting," Coach Bill told his
team. None of the Cobra players disagreed.

WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 24

Aiden sat at his desk chatting with Marty online. He was wearing an old
pair of blue and red boxers that were a very tight fit. It was just after
eight in the evening, the time Marty said he would be available for the
chat. Aiden had found out that Marty had gone 2-for-3 with a double and an
RBI in his Fall League game. Peoria had won the game 6-4 to remain in first
place.

"You're going to be in the Majors for sure in the spring," Aiden said.

"It would be nice, but realistically I'd love to make it to Tacoma." Tacoma
was the Mariners' AAA team. "But, I'll have to beat out Jorge Rodriguez who
says he will be back by spring training."

"You're better than he is," Aiden told Marty. Aiden said it in a way that
left the impression that nobody could possibly dispute that statement.

Marty decided it was time to follow Aiden's example and change to a more
comfortable subject. "Are you ready for the big date?" he asked.

"It's not a date!" Aiden protested.

"A movie, dinner, and a sleepover..."

"That's what everybody keeps saying. I wish we'd just done the movie and
gotten a hamburger instead of this fancy dinner shit."

"It would have been cheaper."

"Nolan and I are each paying for our own movie and popcorn and stuff."

"Ah, so you're going Dutch."

"No, we're going to Centralia."

Marty fought down a laugh and said, "That means you're each paying your own
expenses."

"Oh. Well, that's not true. My dads are paying for dinner, just because
they want to. A birthday present for Nolan or something, I guess. And Peter
the waiter is paying for dessert because he said he would when I brought my
first date...I mean my best friend for dinner."

"I rest my case about the date. Peter's a good guy."

"Yep. He even knows how to treat my hair right. But, he finally will get
his degree in December and will probably be leaving," Aiden informed his
Big Bro.

"Well, sport, I better get going. I loved talking to you, as always. I'll
be seeing you later next month."

"I can't wait. Good Night, Marty."

"Good night, sport."

Aiden shut down his computer and stared at the now-blank screen. The `date'
word was still bothering him. He absent-mindedly groped himself and began
wondering what Marty and Rich had called it the first time they went out
together. He found himself recalling the last time he'd seen Marty naked
– the muscular fat-free body and the long dangling cock. He realized
he'd never seen Marty with a boner and he found himself wondering what it
felt like to Rich to have Marty fuck him and if Rich would say it felt
good. He made up his mind to ask his big bro if he and Rich had called it a
date the first time they went out together. Aiden got up from his chair and
went downstairs where his dads were watching the Mariners. He sat in the
recliner next to Phil, who put his arm around his son's bare shoulder.

"Did you have a good chat with your big brother?"

"He's my big bro," Aiden replied, as if there was a big difference between
a bro and a brother. "And yes, I had a good chat. He had two hits
today. Who's winning the Mariner game?"

"It's tied 3-3 in the bottom of the fifth," Larry answered.

"Pretty soon we'll see Marty there, which would be the awesomest of
awesome."

"He seems to be on the right track," Phil said. "I predict he'll start in
Tacoma next spring."

"Dads, why are you paying for dinner for Nolan and me?"

"Because this is a special moment in a long-distance friendship. We just
wanted you two to have the best," Larry said.

"But, we're just two sixth graders. Sixth graders don't go eating alone at
fancy restaurants."

"They do if they're two very special boys."

"If I was taking a girl on a date instead of just going to a movie with a
friend, would you have paid?"

Larry gave Phil a look that said, I wonder where that came from? Phil
nodded. Larry knew exactly what that nod meant and answered without
hesitation. "Yes, we would have. Date or no date, going out together will
be something pretty exceptional for the two of you."

Aiden scooted tighter against his dad and said nothing. Larry and Phil
could almost feel the wheels turning in the head of their tween son. "You
know what?" Aiden finally said quietly.

"What?" Phil asked. He had an idea of what his son was about to say.

"I think it might really be a date," Aiden almost whispered. Larry and Phil
gave each other another look, this one saying, I told you so. "But, don't
tell anybody I said that. Don't even tell me I said it, because I can't
believe I said it."

"Son, how about we don't think about placing labels on this. Let's just
call it two friends having a special time and leave it at that."

Aiden squirmed out of the chair. "I love you dads. I'm going to bed."

"Isn't it a bit early for you?" Phil asked.

"Nope. Tonight, it's just right. I'll call when I'm ready to be tucked in."

But, tucking in ended up not being necessary that night; Aiden spent it
downstairs in bed with Larry, Phil, and Horace.

THURSDAY, OCTOBER 25

Aiden sat next to Kalie as he usually did after boarding the school bus in
the morning. "Good morning, Aiden," Kalie said in her usual pleasant
fashion.

"Hi, Kalie."

"You and me are both going out on dates tomorrow. I wish we had school
tomorrow so I had something to do. I'm going to be nervous sitting around
all day waiting for it to happen." Friday was a teacher training day.

"I thought Gordy's mom was dropping him off at your house in the morning
before she went to her training," Aiden said.

"She is. But the way we got it figured out, I won't be getting up early and
Gordy will go and sleep in the back house for a while."

"You should get up after he gets there and go back and sleep with him,"
Aiden said with more than a hint of mischief in his voice.

"I would if I could get by my mom. But I don't think I'll wake up when he
comes."

"You never know. You and Gordy could sleep naked together and have all
kinds of fun before he cums."

"Aiden, you're being almost nasty this morning."

"You know you like it."

"I know YOU like it," Kalie grinned as she placed her left hand on the
bulge in Aiden's jeans. "That thing feels hard to me."

Aiden grunted at the surprise touch. He wasn't upset, though. He knew he
had it coming to him since he'd been talking sex stuff with Kalie. Plus,
Kalie was one of his friends who could touch him in the crotch without
having to ask.

"Are you going to sleep with Nolan tomorrow night?"

Aiden nodded.

She squeezed Aiden's erection. "I wish I could make you cum right here on
the bus."

"I do too," Aiden giggled. "Then I wouldn't have to get off of the bus with
a boner. Mrs. Emerson might notice."

"No she won't. Your jacket will hide it."

That turned out to be the case, but Aiden found himself struggling to keep
from boning up all day. He'd heard from older, more mature boys that
all-day boners in school happened when puberty started and he was finding
out how true that was. He even thought about jerking off in the boy's room
during lunch to keep his cock down. If he did it, it would be his first
time jerking off in school.

He ended up not doing that, but his lunch was not entirely routine. He saw
Rusty for the first time all week. Rusty was sitting away from the group
he'd been having lunch with. Aiden had noticed that the boys in the group
had been giving Rusty a hard time, especially the week before in the locker
room. He went over to Rusty and invited him to join his table.

"I don't want to talk to you or anybody," Rusty said. "You're just going to
be like everybody else."

"Rusty, you know that's not true. We want to be friends with you like we
were before you moved away."

"Fuck you and being friends. Just leave me alone."

Aiden shrugged and went to his table. He sat next to Gordy, who had been
watching the by-play between Rusty and Aiden.

"What was that all about?" Gordy asked.

"I don't know, but I wish he trusted us enough to tell us what's wrong. I'm
kinda worried about him."

"I'm worried about him, too. He never showed when he said he would meet
with me."

"And so are the rest of us," Miles put in.

"I guess we'll have to figure out what to do and try again on Monday,"
Aiden said. "I have him in two classes this afternoon. I'm gonna watch and
see how he acts."

"And then what?" Brody asked.

"I dunno. But, he was a great friend before he moved. We're going to have
to figure out something."

Everyone agreed with Aiden, but nobody really knew what to do about the
problem.

After school, Aiden thought about how Russell was almost bullying Rusty in
the locker room again. Aiden never could figure out Russell, who was
sometimes nice and sometimes an ass waffle. When it came to dealing with
Rusty, he'd become plain mean. Aiden wondered what had happened to change
things.

On the bus ride home, he wasn't in the mood to give Kalie a hard time about
having Gordy dropped at her house the next morning. Kalie tried to get
something erotic going, but noticed that Aiden had placed his backpack on
his lap. She got the hint. The two of them said nothing until the bus got
to Aiden's stop. They wished each other a good time the next day and Aiden
got off the bus.

After taking care of the mail, Aiden got naked, stretched out on the
recliner, and jerked off. He forgot about Rusty and let his thoughts go to
sex—like sex between him and Nolan, and sex between Gordy and Kalie. He
was imagining all four of them together in Kalie's back house when his dry
cum shook his body.

FRIDAY, OCTOBER 26

The day moved at a snail's pace for Nolan. The teacher training day was a
statewide program. Like Aiden, Nolan had the day off of school. Nolan's dad
had taken the day off as well. While one reason was so that Nolan wouldn't
be home alone, the big reason was to drive Nolan to Mayfield to pick up
Aiden and start their big day. State law said a child had to be twelve or
over to stay home alone.

Nolan's twelfth birthday was on Monday, and many parents would have played
loosely with the law, figuring two days really didn't make that much
difference. But Paul Moyer was a judge—an officer of the court. In his
mind the two days meant as much as two months or two years. It was his duty
to follow the law to the letter.

Phil had taken the day off to watch over Aiden. For a while he thought
Aiden and Gordy would spend the day together until Paul and Nolan came to
pick him up. But Gordy's mother surprised everybody by arranging for Gordy
to stay at Kalie's house. Phil knew that working with the horses was the
reason given, but he suspected there was more to it, especially considering
that the two of them would be going out that evening on what they now
openly admitted was a date.

Nolan and his dad worked down in the basement on the model railroad once
they finished the "honey-do" list left by Nolan's mom. Aiden and Phil also
took care of chores around the house, but managed to take a few breaks to
play games down in the basement. For both boys, lunch was the dividing
point between doing things at home and getting prepared for their time
together.

Aiden's pick-up time was two o'clock. Nolan showered just after twelve. He
was dressed in his best casual clothes and his hair was neatly combed. He'd
gotten a haircut Wednesday after school so he would look his best.

Aiden showered a little bit later. Like Nolan he dressed in his best casual
clothes. His hair had been cut on Tuesday, although not as short as Nolan's
had been. He had hoped to get his hair cut by Peter the waiter's sister,
but their Saturday soccer game and the lunch he was going to have with his
father got in the way of that. So, he went to his regular barber after
school on Tuesday. When he came downstairs, he was spiffily dressed and,
for him, his hair looked reasonably well-ordered.

"It's raining," he groused when he saw Phil.

"We live in Western Washington," Phil grinned. "It's been known to rain
here."

"My hair is going to get wet."

"That often happens when it rains."

"Quit being descending to me. I'm serious."

"The word is condescending, and I am being serious, too."

"No you're not. You're smiling and joking with me."

"Son, since there is nothing you can do about the rain, you could wear a
hat or wear a hoodie under your jacket."

"That will mess up my hair, too."

"Well, then about all I can do is get a razor and shave your hair
off. Otherwise you have to find a way to live with it."

"Whatever." Aiden stomped off to the sulking room, where he sat in his
favorite chair and, well, sulked.

About a half hour later he went out to the garage where his dad was working
on a winter boat project and apologized. "I'm sorry. I was being
stupid. I'm kinda scared about this date, if it is a date, but I don't
think it is."

"I thought you said it was a date the other day," Phil pointed out.

"I know, but that was then and this is now," he replied, echoing what Marty
had told him more than once. "Everybody just says we're two friends going
to a movie and eating."

"Do you believe that?"

Aiden took a deep breath. "I wish I knew what it was."

Phil placed his arm around his son's shoulder. "Just enjoy the moment. Have
a good time. Treat it like a baseball game where you do your best, get
everything you can from the experience, and have fun."

Aiden wrapped his arms around his dad's waist and gave him a big hug. "You,
and Pop, and Marty all say the same thing. Enjoy the moment."

"And?"

"And, my hair is messy most of the time anyway." Aiden let go of his dad,
gave him his best shining smile, and started for the basement door. He
turned and said, "I'm going to wait at my waiting window in my waiting
chair. I love you Dad and I'll see you tomorrow."

"You don't want me to come upstairs, hug you on the front porch when you
leave while I muss up your hair and give you a kiss on the forehead?"

"NOOOOOOOOOOO," Aiden yelled as he ran into the basement screaming with
laughter. He zipped up to his room, grabbed his waterproof jacket, his
Mayfield Mustangs baseball hat, and Horace. It was a quarter to
two—Nolan was fifteen minutes away. He almost flew down the stairs and
parked himself in his chair. He angled himself for the best view of the
direction Nolan and his dad would be coming from on Lakeshore Road,
wondering how he was going to survive the next fifteen minutes.

Next: First Date