Date: Thu, 15 Apr 2021 09:47:40 +0000 From: Sorja Scott Subject: Alec's Awakening Part 2 - Gay/Young Friends This is a work of fiction that involves graphic sexual acts between underage characters. Names, characters, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. No part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the author. For further information, please contact me via sonjaS55@protonmail.com . Writer's Note: This is my second story that I am writing, while my last one was more on the overtly erotic side (Tales of Two Jordans, search for it on Nifty if interested), in this one I am aiming for a more slow burn, romantic journey, testing my creative skills or something. Who knows. These seem to take a lot longer to write, but stay tuned. I hope you guys enjoy it and please feel free to send any feedback or comments to the email above, they are much appreciated! Also holy shit, I found the mental health side of this part quite difficult as it is loosely based on my own experiences, but I'm pretty happy with the result, let me know if you agree. Alec's Awakening: Part 2 It turned out that the really urgent thing my Dad was picking me up for was just an early lunch function with some of his work colleagues and their families, needless to say I was not very impressed. I had shot downstairs and grabbed some toast that Mrs Goodwin had put in for me, said my hurried thanks and goodbyes to Tyler's parents and headed outside just as my Dad's car had pulled up. I went with my parents to this stupid lunch thing fully intending to just do my part, smiling at people and generally pretending that I did actually want to be there. Most of my Dad's colleagues were ok, its not as though it would be super unpleasant, it was just the last thing I wanted to be doing. During the car journey my mind replayed some of the events from the previous night, seemingly with it's own agenda to terrorise and tantalise me as I sat there. I thought about how much fun I had had with Tyler and how well we seemed to get along, I even thought that his brother was alright as well, which is always good. However, my mind was being dragged inexorably to what we had got up to later on before bed. It had felt so good at the time, running my hand over Tyler in the most sensitive of places while he did the same for me, I don't think I had ever cum so hard in my life. But all I could feel as I sat there stewing was this slowly spreading inescapable sense of guilt and shame, I could not place why I felt this way, only that I did. How could something have felt so right and yet now felt so wrong at the same time? What was wrong with me? I could not stop feeling this way all the way through Dad's work function, all of my best intentions to bear it with good grace flew out the window as I retreated into a moody torpor, barely eating anything and replying to polite questions and inquiries with hardly more than a grunt or a half smile that never really reached my eyes. These thoughts were swirling around my head, berating me for being so stupid. Why had I done that? What would Tyler think of me now? How could I think to jeopardise my brand-new friendship like that? How was I even going to greet him on Monday? Would he even greet me? Was he just being polite until I finally got the hell out of his house? I was afraid, guilt-ridden and unbelievably confused. When we got home later on that afternoon I walked through to my bedroom in a bit of a daze and sat down on my bed, taking a deep sigh. Mum followed me in soon afterwards. "Are you ok hun?" She asked with a sad downturned expression as she sat next to me. "You didn't seem like yourself at all today." I looked over at her, unsure of what to say. I had never spoken to my parents about my sexuality or anything, I had been given `the talk' from my Dad about sex and pregnancy and all that but that was about it. Not to mention I was absolutely not ready to have that conversation right that moment. "Its ok Mum, I was just a little bummed that I couldn't stay at Tyler's." I reassured her. She instantly melted and gave me a sympathetic look, then reached out an arm and hugged me sideways into her. "Oh I know, we're sorry about that, we just totally forgot and you know how Dad gets about presenting well to his colleagues..." I nodded as I accepted the hug from my mother, even though she couldn't know of the tornado of emotions crashing around inside me I still appreciated the support and comfort. She leaned back, pausing only to kiss me on the cheek, then smiled as she walked out of the room, leaving me to my thoughts. I spent the rest of Sunday trying to distract myself from my confusion, I played a few games and watched some TV, eventually heading to bed. Lying in bed I found no escape, and the fear and guilt surged back into me. It was a terrible night. I dreamt that I was walking through school, I seemed to be following something, but it was just out of sight every time I turned a corner. As I walked along the corridors people lined up at the windows of the classrooms and stared at me. Except their eyes were glowing brightly, which seemed to lend darkness to everywhere else, leaving only their piercing gazes glaring at me. I felt myself walking faster, wanting to get out of this corridor, panic slowly rising. As I walked faster and faster, breaking into a run I heard whispers and giggling from all around me. Eventually I turned a final corner and came face to face with Tyler, who was scowling at me and shaking his head, then turning away. I jerked awake, sweat was covering my body and I gave out a desperate sob as I bolted upright. I panted as I sat there shaking, cold sweats racing around my body as I attempted to fight back the dream. I got up and paced around my room for a few minutes, trying to convince myself that it was not real, before settling back into my sweat soaked bed, and tried to return to a more restful sleep. The next day I woke feeling terrible, I dressed sluggishly and quickly ate some breakfast, before heading out to catch the bus to school, just about managing to throw out a half decent goodbye to Mum as I left. I felt nervous about going to school after my weird dream and all the associated emotions from the last day or so, but I steeled myself to face it. I walked into school and travelled through the corridors that had so terrified me last night, and it was fine. Almost anticlimactically. I looked into windows and around corners as though I expected something to jump out and grab me, but nothing emerged. I made it to my form room, Mr Woods waved as I entered, and I smiled back, making my way through to my normal seat. About 5 minutes later Tyler walked into the room. We made eye contact across the room as he made his way across the room, his bright green eyes twinkled at me, freckles perfectly framing his soft features. My brain dove back into the murky waters of confusion, my thoughts warring with each other as part of me expected Tyler to frown at me and walk away, leaving me alone as I deserved. While the other part couldn't help but be buoyed by his smile, I found myself awkwardly stuck between a howl of anguish and a blush of all things. "Hey Alec!" He said as he sat down heavily in his chair, running one hand through his short black hair. "You look terrible!" He remarked, smirking at what I can only assume were my eyes marked with dark circles. "Didn't sleep well." I murmured in response, rubbing my hands over my face. "Aww that sucks. How was your emergency family outing?" He asked, a small smile on his face. I shook my head. "Ugh, it was so boring, it was just a stupid early lunch thing with Dad's work people. I was hoping it was going to any sort of interesting given I got dragged out of bed to go, but I guess not." Despite how down I was feeling I found a safe space of venting my genuine frustration at that particular annoyance. "That sucks man, I didn't get out of bed until like 11." Tyler grinned at me as he said this, obviously fishing for a reaction from me, and I didn't disappoint, shaking my head and dropping my face into my hands, much to Tyler's amusement as he chuckled at me. He placed a hand on my shoulder, almost making me jump as he went on. "Ah well, maybe you can stay longer next time." I felt a lurch in my stomach, as if I had just taken a step off a cliff. I felt the guilt surge back within me, and I grunted my noncommittal agreement, just as Mr Woods called us to order so he could go through the morning routine. The week continued in a very awkward fashion for me. I still really enjoyed spending time with Tyler, we still chatted about gaming and talking shit about whatever, and we still walked to classes together. But I couldn't help but feel a slight gap growing between us, I was aware that I was struggling to meet his eyes directly. Whenever I did my mind lurched back into its familiar groove of guilt and shame, and I caught Tyler looking at me with a strange look on his face a few times, as though he was trying to work something out, something that made him look kind of sad and maybe a little hurt. I remember idly thinking that a face like his should never look like that, he deserved better, which of course doubled down on my guilt. I was continuing to have trouble sleeping, the detail of the dreams varied but the theme were always the same as the first one that I had, constantly waking up feeling like somehow I had made a terrible mistake and that something was deeply wrong with me. I also found that in classes and at lunchtimes I was roping in extra people, as though to cushion me from having to interact one on one with Tyler. Ben, a sporty guy on my football team ended up hanging out with us a few times at lunches, he was a nice guy, a touch full of himself but I was glad to have a distraction from this intangible tension between me and Tyler. Ben eventually joined us in classes as well, he had a sporty build, standing a bit taller than either me or Tyler, with wavy shoulder length brown hair and dark eyes. He didn't really go for the gaming stuff, but I'd known him from football for a while but somehow never spoken to him much, but he had a wicked sense of humour and a ready smile. Another boy, Josh became our fourth in some classes, he was a quiet guy who spent a lot of time in the art department working on some project or another as he was a keen artist. He had jet black hair, that he kept spiked up like he was in a punk band or something, and frameless glasses, which he was always peering over when he was making a point, boring into you with his sharp blue eyes. He was also the shortest of us and would often be seen head buried in his sketchbook. Josh was also a welcome distraction from my warring emotions. Somehow we all ended up falling together, roaming the playgrounds as a group. Or a `pack' as Josh insisted. I found myself going from basically having no friends going into my first week to having 4, which should have felt amazing but my mind was still consumed with the ongoing issue with Tyler, I often could not bring myself to meet his eyes, and this made me feel terrible. As we reached the end of the week, I had dreaded being asked to do something on the weekend, all I wanted to do was bury my head in a game and forget the world for a few days. Fortunately as luck would have it Tyler announced that he and his family were going to a nearby beach town for a weekend retreat, about which he complained bitterly. "I have to share a room with my sister! Ugh!" But this felt like dodging a bullet for me. "Ah you'll be ok, just don't use her pillow." I found myself saying. Tyler stared at me for a second before he burst out laughing, I smiled initially but found the now familiar descent into guilt all too easy to fall into and looked away, overcome by my awkwardness. Tyler's laughter petered out and I could tell he was looking at me for a moment or two longer but I just could not bring myself to notice. Ben and Josh looked between us in confusion, with Ben seeming like he was about to say something when the bell rang, and we had to rush to our class. The weekend rolled by fairly normally, I had quietly buried myself in a game, a nice single player one that you could lose yourself in and forget the world, which really helped me keep my mind from wandering back to Tyler. Mum tutted at me a few times as she walked past my room, obviously disapproving of how much time I spent sat on my PC, but she didn't force me off thankfully. Eventually Dad came and had a chat with me later on Saturday night, in a way that made it obvious to me that he and Mum had been talking about me. "Hey Alec, do you have a sec?" He asked, placing one hand on my shoulder as he stood behind me at my desk. I paused my game and turned, looking up into his tired eyes. "Sure thing." Dad sighed, checking behind him as he backed to sit on my nearby bed. "Your mother and I couldn't help but notice that you have been very quiet this week." He paused, as if giving me a moment to reply, I kept silent, looking at him. He smiled wryly at me as he continued. "Pretty much like that... Are you ok? Its just we thought you would want to spend time with your new friends after this last week." I had spoken to Mum through the week about my new friends, as we have always been close and she was always easy to talk to about that kind of stuff, but it kind of surprised me that she had told Dad. It spoke a fair bit to how concerned they must be. "Yeah I'm ok Dad." I lied. "Tyler has gone away this weekend and I don't really know the others too well yet. So I'm just chilling." I shrugged nonchalantly, an act in absolute incongruity with how I actually felt. I wanted to avoid these kinds of questions because they made me doubt myself even more. Dad smiled at me, standing up and reaching out a hand to ruffle my hair. "Well if you need to talk or anything just let us know." I smiled back and thanked him as he left. I kind of felt a bit guilty about lying and leaving them in the dark, but I just wasn't ready at this point. That didn't stop me feeling a sudden swell of love and appreciation for my parents though, I knew that plenty of others would have pushed the point and forced me to do something else or to talk, but mine were happy to give me space. For which I was infinitely grateful. Just like that, before I knew it Monday rolled back around. I had been sleeping ok, but I woke feeling this inescapable dread around the edges of my mind and sensed that I had more obstacles to overcome. I managed ok for the most part, Tyler and I joked around much as we had, but I still felt that awkward surge every time I met his eyes. I was stuck in this rut before something completely out of the blue happened that hit me for six. I was walking with Josh through the school corridors on the Wednesday morning, making our way to our next class, which was history that we happened to share that with Tyler and Ben. We had just finished talking about the football results from the previous weekend, I was a keen Manchester United fan and he supported Arsenal, and we had drawn a few nights earlier. Just as we finished that he turned to me. "Hey Alec, I gotta ask. What's up with you and Tyler?" I felt a shock ripple through me, I looked at Ben and bought myself time. "What do you mean?" "Well you guys get along really well right? But sometimes I catch this weird edge, like you can't quite meet his eyes or something, like he's done something. Is it all cool?" Ben asked, concern in his eyes. "Yeah its all good, we really haven't been hanging out for that long, so its probably just that." I offered, hoping Ben would leave it there. But he forged on. "I get that, and..." He paused, shifting uncomfortably as we walked on. "Look, no offence, but you didn't really have any mates last year, I kind of thought you were a bit of a loner." He looked over at me, but as our eyes met his gaze fell to the ground, looking guilty. "But its totally different now, like we've actually spoken, you're cool and everything. I just wanted to make sure that - whatever weirdness is going on - I think its hurting his feelings. So just, I don't know, talk to him or something and sort it out." I felt the abscess in my gut grow a little more. I knew my awkwardness must have been having some effect, but for Ben to have noticed as well made me feel even worse. Ben seemed to gauge this from my face, adding quickly. "Dude its not a huge deal, just ask him around on the weekend or something and explain it, I'm sure it will be fine." "Ok I'll see." I said, looking down at the floor. "Ah you'll be fine, what could go wrong right?" Ben laughed. "Absolutely." I said, smiling slightly at Ben as we arrived at our classroom. Suddenly from behind us I heard Tyler's voice. "Only a Sith deals in absolutes!" He clapped a hand on mine and Ben's shoulders, as we both grinned. "What are you guys talking about?" "Oh nothing much." I replied. Tyler squinted suspiciously at me. "Don't make me squeeze it out of you!" "I will do what I must!" I replied, raising my arms as though I was holding a lightsaber. "You will try!" Tyler re-joined, holding his hands up as though holding a lightsaber of his own, before we both lost ourselves in laughter, tears running down our faces in mirth. "You guys are such nerds." Ben added, smiling in bemusement as we entered the classroom. Despite what Ben had said to me, as the second week came to a close neither of us had mentioned the weekend. I could not bring myself to and Tyler's silence about it only made me feel more awkward, whilst also vindicating some of my negative feelings. We didn't speak directly about it until the Thursday lunchtime, when we found ourselves alone walking away from the canteen after lunch. "Up to much this weekend?" Tyler blurted out. Internally I froze for a second as we walked, my thoughts seizing up in panic, before I recovered myself. "Nah not much." I said in what I thought was a pretty heroic attempt at a casual tone. "Well did you want to come round tomorrow night?" Tyler asked, looking over at me hopefully. "We'll be alone, I think. My parents are going out, and Dora and Mikey are going to friend's houses." I felt a jolt of worry and trepidation, I looked up at Tyler just as he looked at me and I felt that familiar churn in my stomach as our eyes met, they were just so green! He smiled at me and I felt a surge of fluttering in my stomach. "The games are calling!" He said in a mock-dramatic voice. "Sure that should be ok, I'll get someone to drop me around." I said, chuckling, enjoying the surge of positivity this inspired in me. Tyler grinned broadly. "Awesome." In the remaining leadup to Friday afternoon I was still struggling with these roiling feelings within myself, but there was something in Tyler's eyes after I had said yes that gave me a light at the end of my tunnel. He was still my friend, and he wanted me around. Plus, there was what Josh had mentioned to me, I used all this as fuel for my positivity heading into our planned gaming session, I was going to make this right somehow. I was dropped around there at about 4 on a warm Friday afternoon, I jumped out of Dad's car and smiled slightly at a grinning Tyler, who had come out to greet me, we then waved as my Dad drove away. Tyler turned to me and blew out a breath of air. "Well here we are once again!" I smiled back. "Hey I forgot to mention but did you bring swimmers? We could totally go for a swim!" "Sorry but I didn't bring any, I didn't think of that!" I replied. "Ah that's all good, you can borrow a spare set of mine if you want?" Tyler re-joined. "Ok sure!" We walked inside and up to Tyler's bedroom, I dumped my bag down as he fished out a set of swimmers, handing them to me and he left, saying that he was already wearing his. I got changed in the bathroom and made my way out to the pool area. Tyler was standing at the side of the pool, as I turned the corner he had thrown his shirt off, revealing his slim, defined torso, leading to a clear `V' at the base of his lightly outlined abs. He turned to me and grinned before unceremoniously jumping into the pool. I laughed, shaking off my momentary fascination and took off my own shirt and making my own entry into the cool water. As I surfaced Tyler sent a wave of water at me, which of course went straight into my mouth and I choked as Tyler laughed. "Ha-ha got you scrub!" I scowled over at him as I coughed out water and rubbed my eyes, but it was on. We splashed back and forth giggling and shouting as we harassed each other and generally horsed around in the pool. After this furious effort, I gave a great sigh and lay backwards floating in the water, enjoying the cool water lapping against my body as my chest heaved from our recent efforts. I was caught in this bliss of peaceful existence for a few moments before I felt a pair of hands close around my ankles and yank me underwater. I let out a series of yells and cries that never really threatened to be language as I wrested control of my legs back and surfaced, coming up right next to a laughing Tyler. "Got to stay on guard around here, my young padawan!" I grinned back at him before lunging over myself and trying to grab him around the head to shove him underwater. Our bodies slipped and slid across each other as we competed for dominance of the pool, I became aware of how much I enjoyed sliding my limbs around his smooth body, made slick by the water and I felt Tyler give back in kind, with his arms and legs moving around me from neck to toe. I felt my body respond, with my boyhood beginning its ascent as our writhing and wrestling continued. I managed to shrug this off in the moment, we were having so much fun. Shouting and yelling at each other we continued for a while, lost in our own games and with only each other's presence the only thing that seemed to matter in the world. Well, that and getting a breath. Suddenly I realised I had neglected to breathe for slightly too long and fought free to shove my head above water, gasping for air. As I took just about had my breath back, I felt Tyler engage again, seemingly unaware that I wasn't paying attention, and his hands pulled me back underwater. I turned still submerged and grabbed him around his waist, as he had been turned around in the tussle. I closed my arms around his middle and pulled him to me, only slightly too late realising this was going to press his back fully into my mostly erect dick. There was no way he missed that, and he turned slightly as I withdrew, my face going beet red. "Well that was obviously quite exciting for you!" Flashing a grin backwards at me. Suddenly I panicked. All of the negative emotions that had been roiling around in my teenage brain came crashing back to the fore, slamming past all of the fun and laughter that had come before. Shame took hold and I tore from his grasp and made it to the side, throwing myself out of the water I dashed inside, hearing Tyler call out behind me. "Hey where you going man? Alec?!" I ran to the bathroom, heedless of the water I splashed along the way and locked myself inside. I began to cry. Softly at first, but thoughts continued swirling making it worse. What was going on? Why did I feel this way? Did I ruin it again for us both? I sobbed for a moment longer before I heard quick footsteps arrive on the other side of the door. "Hey are you ok in there dude?" A pause for a few moments before. "Come on man are you all good?" "I'm f-f-fine!" I called, not entirely able to hide the shuddering breaths I was taking. "Come on I didn't mean to poke fun, come out and talk to me!" Tyler called through the door. I couldn't face him straight away, I tried to recover myself a bit to face the music of this situation. I was sure this was about to be one of the most embarrassing experiences of my life compounded with losing someone who was becoming my closest friend. It took me almost 10 minutes to stop the panic and regain some semblance of control over myself, still feeling deeply confused and shamed by this situation. Tyler had tried harder to call me out but ended with "Ok well, come out when you're ready and talk to me." At last I opened the door and walked back into the house, finding Tyler standing near the door, holding out a towel to me. "Here take this, lets chill by the pool." I walked over meekly, and took the offered towel with a muttered thanks, then followed Tyler out to the poolside chairs. I sat down in one and Tyler sat to my right, then turned to me, but before he could speak I cut across him. "I'm so sorry Tyler, I just keep screwing things up." He opened his mouth to speak but I forged onward. "You must think I'm such a fucking retard, I'm super sorry, I'll just grab my things and go." At the last I looked down, now again unable to hold back more tears from invading my eyes. "Why the hell would you do that? Why are you sorry?" Tyler demanded. "You have nothing to be sorry about man. If anything I should be apologising to you!" I looked at him through my tear-filled eyes in confusion, Tyler was also beginning to tear up. "You have been such a good friend and I made us play stupid truth or dare and stuff and ever since then it's been weird. But I couldn't help it, I used to play stuff like that with my old friends so I kind of assumed everyone did it and it felt really cool with you, but I'm sorry Alec I didn't mean to freak you out." My mind reeled at these revelations. It turned over all of the assumptions I had made and left me even more confused, but with a glimmer of hope, Tyler wasn't rejecting me, instead he seemed to think he had ruined things. I decided that I needed to voice more of what was holding me down. "Ty, It didn't freak me out at first, I had a great time, but I just don't know what I'm supposed to feel." I paused with my mind still working over what to say next. "It's just so confusing!". I looked over at Tyler, his green eyes brimming with their own tears. I felt like I was at a precipice, my next words determining a huge change in my life. Before I could say anything else though Tyler spoke, his voice cracking with emotion. "I think I might understand." He took a deep, steadying breath, before continuing. "Can I tell you something? But if I do you have to promise to never tell anyone, like, ever. Got it? I've never said this to anyone before." His voice took on an almost desperate edge at the last words and I nodded seriously. Tyler took another deep breath. "Back at my last school I used to do this stuff with my friends for ages like we did in truth or dare, right?" I nodded as he continued, sniffing as my tears subsided. "But I always felt a bit different, they would always only do exactly what the dare was and never anything else, they would call it gross or..." His voice broke for a second, before he cleared his throat and continued. "Gay." As he spoke the last he looked up at me sharply seemingly to gauge my reaction, I only nodded sadly for him to continue. "But I liked it. A lot more than them. They always spoke about girls and stuff but I've never really cared about girls too much, and after a while I kinda figured it out" He sighed deeply again. "I think I'm gay Alec. And I get the feeling you might be thinking about this kind of stuff as well. Am I right?" He paused after that and looked back at me, his eyes capturing me again as he seemed to wait on my next words. Meanwhile my mind was sent into another massive spin. "B-But, how do you know?" I asked, my voice almost pleading. "What if you like both guys and girls that way and just have no idea what to think, is that even a thing? It makes me think there is something wrong with me!" I ended with another sob. I had spoken these words without thinking, speaking straight from the darkest recesses of my thoughts without fully clocking that I was revealing this part of myself to someone for the first time. "Because that's me!" I said the last with finality, I had finally said it. "Dude!" Tyler said, slapping the table in front of us hard enough to make me jump. "There is nothing wrong with you. I spoke to a teacher I had at the time who was gay, he helped me so much. He said there are people who like both and they're called bisexual I think, and they like whatever. You could be that!" He smiled at me. "But the thing he said that I liked was it doesn't matter! You like what you like and anyone who gets in the way of that is an asshole. Even if it's your own head." Sometimes in life you have a lightbulb moment, a moment of such clarity that it drives all other thoughts from your brain. And that moment, I had one. The sun shone through the dark and stormy clouds of my thoughts once again. It was akin to being thrown a life jacket when you were lost at sea, the waves still lapped around me threateningly, but I was no longer drowning. I looked up at Tyler and he smiled at me again, I felt my buoyancy rise further. "You really think so?" I asked in a small voice. "Of-fucking-course I do!" He laughed. "Just and as long as its not hurting anyone you do what feels right to you." As he said this he poked me in the chest, right over my heart. I finally smiled, looking up at Tyler. As I did he laughed again. "He returns to us!" He boomed in a mock-deep voice as he threw his arms up to the sky and looked upwards. "So what do you say we get changed and you lose some rounds of Counter Strike to me?" "We'll see about that! I've been practicing." I replied smugly. "Good you probably needed it." Tyler re-joined, giggling as I shook my head ruefully. He stood and went to lead the way back into the house. "Tyler wait." I said as I stood. He turned back, a questioning look on his freckled face. I threw my arms around Tyler in a hug, pulling him close and resting my chin on his shoulder. "Thanks for helping me, you're a good friend." Tyler, seemingly taken aback momentarily, returned my hug firmly. "No worries man, that's what friends are for." Our eyes met as we disengaged from the hug, and once again I felt a flutter in my stomach as we gazed at each other, his button nose was perfectly framed with freckles, which had emerged even more prominently after we had been outside in the sun. This just seemed to make my stomach flutter even more. We lingered still in contact, our forearms and hands grazing each other's. Before Tyler smiled slightly and turned back to the house and we went to play some games. It turned out gaming was the perfect choice. It seemed to act as a cleansing wash to my thoughts, all of the doubt and fear over what I thought I was had been washed away. I had been given an identity. While I wasn't sure about what this whole `bisexual' thing really meant, but just knowing that it existed and that other people felt the same way made me feel so, so much better. Tyler had given me a huge breakthrough in my own mind about how I thought of myself and having this perfect distraction of running around killing terrorists and all sorts of other fun was ideal. My mood ascended to the best I had felt in weeks. We played for hours, moving through a pretty impressive roster of all our favourite games, jibing, harassing and poking fun at each other all the while. At one point Tyler went to the kitchen, saying he was grabbing us some drinks. He returned with a whole bloody tray of food and drinks, offering me a selection of options whilst putting on his best butler voice. "Would sir like a cold can of Coke with his evening hors d'oeuvres?" He asked with a flourish and a small bow. I snorted with laughter, helping myself to a party pie and a cold can of drink. "What the hell is an oar derve?" Tyler grinned. "Some fancy word for food that isn't a meal or something, I don't know my parents watch a lot of cooking shows." We sat in companionable silence, munching on some food for a little while before Tyler perked up. "Oh hey have you heard of Slipknot?" "Sounds like a type of floor cleaner." I chimed in sagely. Tyler looked at me with a mixture of confusion and incredulity, before bursting out laughing. "That's S-L-I-P-K-N-O-T, not S-L-I-P-N-O-T, you doofus. I'll take that as a no, check it out." I smiled at my own joke as he leaned over to his Dad's PC, which was the one I was using, and navigated to his Dad's music files, and started playing some songs. I had never heard anything like it. My parents like a lot of music but its mostly blues, soul and soft guitar stuff, but this was off the rails. "Jesus how is he making sounds like that?" I asked, totally fascinated. "Its awesome right?" Tyler asked excitedly. I wasn't sure I was ready to say awesome yet but there was something I really liked about it, it was super raw and angrily emotional, which given my last week or so seemed like a fantastic idea. So we went along like that, pumping out Slipknot and playing games, for another few hours. I felt like a great cool breeze had blown away the stifling heat of my own trapped thoughts, I could breathe freely again. It felt fantastic. Eventually we heard Tyler's parents come home as a car pulled up and we heard doors slam shut. At his point Mrs Goodwin marched into the room, obviously a bit drunk but still annoyed. "What are you boys doing up at this time?! Its almost midnight! Bed. NOW!" She ordered. Tyler and I glanced up and at each other, then at the clock, barely able to believe our eyes. Before shutting down the computers and trotting off to do as we were told. We brushed our teeth in companionable silence, before ceding the bathroom to each other in turn to use the toilet. I used the toilet first, so I walked back into Tyler's bedroom and threw off my clothes leaving me only in my boxers, before jumping into his bed. Tyler emerged from the bathroom a few moments later and began stripping off his own clothes. I watched, unable to stop myself taking in the uniquely exciting sight of his smooth, slim torso, bared for only me to see. He looked up, our eyes meeting in that same stomach-churning way as I lost myself in the green sea of his gaze, I glanced at his lips, cherry red from brushing his teeth, I was lost for words. Tyler broke the silence first. "So, no truth or dare. That's for sure." We paused for a second, before we both descended into near-hysterics, I threw my head back as tears of laughter rolled down my face, meanwhile Tyler held onto the corner of the bed frame for support as he was lost in mirth. Tyler moved around to his side of the bed and threw back the covers before climbing in, we were side by side, in total comfort in the safety of his bed. Tyler looked over at me, I realised I hadn't stopped watching him as he had got into bed, which made me blush slightly. Goddammit Alec. His green eyes once again were like whirlpools, I lost myself in them, unable to look away and unable to say anything. "You have amazing eyes Alec." Tyler breathed softly. "So blue, like the deep ocean." Taken aback by how his thoughts seemed to mirror my own I let out my own, almost choked response, straight from my heart. "Yours are like the bright green of a nebula or something like in sci fi." I replied softly. "Like I could fly a ship into them and find all sorts of amazing stuff." I realised as I said this how unbelievably dorky this was and blushed even harder. Tyler only giggled, looking at me with something new in his eyes. "Try closing your eyes for me." I did as I was instructed. "Tell me if this feels weird." I waited with bated breath, not knowing what to expect, but alive with anticipation, my mind flooded for once with nothing but excitement and trust. I felt the sheets rustle slightly as Tyler shifted, his body moving next to me and I felt his hand on the side of my neck as he bent down and pressed his lips to my own. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. As soon as his lips met mine it was like a current of electricity went through my body, my eyes shot open, meeting his questioning gaze. The luminescent green orbs bewitching and exciting me further. He pecked lightly at me, tentatively searching for a signal and boy did I give him one. Without any thought whatsoever I kissed him back, guided by instinct alone I pressed my lips upward into his, closing my eyes again to focus on the soft, wet point at which our bodies met. I placed my own hand on the side of his face as we kissed, feeling his smooth skin, feeling around until I had my hand around the back of his neck, pulling him into me in a purely animal urge to devour this amazing moment, to crystalise it in my memory and into my very being. Time lost all relevance to us as we kissed. It could have been a second, it could have been a year, all we knew was each other in this most intimate moment. All of the tension, all of the doubt, all of the fear, all of the shame, all of any thoughts at all were consumed like fuel on a fire as the heat ratcheted up between us. I felt his tongue graze my lips and again some sort of pure instinct took me over, all of him had to be mine. I sucked his tongue into my mouth with my lips, caressing it with my own tongue as we carried on our own duel of the fates. I felt small moans escape our mouths as we made out, I couldn't hear anything beyond just the two of us. There could have been a marching band in Tyler's room and I wouldn't have noticed, such was the magnetic pull of just consuming this moment, consuming him. Eventually certain human needs arise in these situations and at the same time we pulled away, taking huge gasping breaths as we opened our eyes. Tyler's face was still inches from my own, and his green eyes seemed to be my whole world. "Not... weird..." I gasped. "Not weird at all." Tyler smiled a 1000-watt smile, and I returned it. "Just fucking amazing!" I moved my head up to engage us once again and as I did I felt Tyler's hand move from my neck, gliding down my body, leaving trails of goosebumps and shivers where it passed. I gasped in surprise and enjoyment as his hand roamed around my body, stroking down my smooth chest and tweaking my nipples, which made me moan gently into Tyler's eager mouth. Tyler pulled away his mouth from mine momentarily. "I've got an idea." He murmured, voice low in excitement and concentration. He moved his hand down further and tugged at my boxers, I lifted my ass and let him glide them off me as he reached down and did the same for himself. He then sat up, before lifting his leg over my body under the sheets and straddled me. As he settled back down I felt his hardness pressing into what I now realised was my own straining boyhood. He pressed his down into my own, closing his mouth over mine again in another intense embrace as he lowered his body over mine. We were now linked from our fully erect cocks to our mouths, each point of contact of our skin on my body felt like a furnace of fireworks. Heat warred with the electric feel of his skin on mine as he ground his body into my own, his tongue delving deep into my mouth, seeking mine. He began to gyrate back and forth, rubbing our hard teen cocks into each other as we kissed. I had absolutely no thoughts in my brain, such was the intense pleasure coursing through my body. From kissing Tyler deeply to our chests rubbing against each other smoothly down to our mingled boyhoods it was simply amazing. Nothing had ever felt so right in my entire life, I moaned loudly into Tyler's mouth as we rocked back and forth, rubbing our smooth bodies into each other. I continued devouring these moments as I devoured him, I sucked on his lips and tongue, desperately seeking more of this addictive drug that was Tyler as he ground his body into my own. Our moans and groans reached a more intense rhythm as Tyler accelerated his movements, but mine were now matching his. I rose to meet him as he pulled away for another pass, forcing my body up to meet his to bring back the warmth and pure feeling that he brought. All the while our smooth cocks rubbed against each other's bringing about more yet unmatched feelings of pleasure and intensity. Eventually our moans into each other's mouths reached a fever pitch that could no longer be contained by kissing. We released each other only to let out a near-simultaneous loud groan as we came together. The release was beyond colossal. It was like all my doubts and fears had been consumed by our passion and released from my body and soul all at once, we both came together in such a way that I couldn't tell whose wracking contraction was whose. I felt rope after rope of hot, sticky cum coat the space where our bodies met, only to be combined into one as we continued grinding into each other. Tyler moaned and groaned and thrashed above me and I knew I was responding in kind, pushing my body up into his as we both reached heights of pleasure seemingly new to our young minds. There were simply no words to highlight how we felt during this epic release, we both just moaned and gasped into each other as we came, releasing tension and grinding our bodies into each other. As the soaring climax receded, Tyler whimpered and dropped, his body covering mine again with a wet slap as our now cum-soaked bodies intertwined, his head dropping to one side of my own. I subconsciously reached my hands around and stroked his back, feeling his smooth skin and leaving goosebumps where they journeyed, prompting sighs and groans from Tyler. He eventually raised his head weakly and looked down at me, his green eyes capturing me as they always seemed to do. "H-Holy fuck." He gasped. "Oh man." I smiled up at him and glanced at his mouth significantly, Tyler got the message and lowered his head again and we kissed deeply, savouring the moment once more. Another unknowable age passed, before Tyler broke the kiss. "You are something pretty special, you know that?" "Of course I do." I smiled up at him. "But so are you." As I said the last, I reached down and squeezed his ass, prompting a yelp and a smile from Tyler. We gently nuzzled each other and enjoyed this moment for a little bit longer before I let out a massive yawn and broke the silence. "Ok, I think we need a clean-up on aisle four." Nodding down at our thoroughly cum-covered bodies. Tyler broke into a laugh, rolling off me and reaching for something. His absence from on top of me left me feeling suddenly alone, but he returned swiftly with a towel. We wiped up all the evidence of our spectacular tryst and threw it to one side, sighing deeply as he turned off the light and flopped onto his back "Ok, I think its sleepy time." I nodded at him and then considered, taking a moment to think about just how much better I felt about, well, everything! The answer I had been seeking was right before me, I had just needed a little bit of help to realise it. I smiled to myself before snuggling up to Tyler, resting my head on his chest. He put his arm around me, encapsulating me in his embrace as we rested, and just like that we drifted off to sleep without another word, lost in the companionship we had found together.