Date: Tue, 17 Feb 2009 15:28:24 -0500
From: alexxxapathy@aim.com
Subject: BEACH BOYS chapter 5

When the clock on the DVD player said it was quarter past two I came out of
my reverie. Our TV had a power saver feature, and so had shut itself down.
Everything about my home was completely still, save for the rhythmic rise
and fall of Jamie's chest with each breath, serene like the waves against
the beach. He was still asleep, his arms wrapped around me lovingly like a
child would cradle his favorite toy. The whole situation was so beautiful
in it's tranquility that for a moment I nearly let myself fall back into
slumber, when suddenly it hit me. It was almost 2:30 in the afternoon!

I turned and sat up, shaking Jamie slightly. My eyes spun around the room,
checking for any signs of change. I couldn't believe I'd let us sleep there
like that, so exposed. Jackson had left last night, and I hadn't seen mom
since yesterday morning. For all I knew they could have been coming back at
any time. Jesus Christ I can't believe how stupid I'd been. I shook Jamie
again, this time hard enough to stir him. He groaned and sat up a little,
rubbing the last lingering bits of sleep out of his eyes. Unaware of the
potential danger we'd put ourselves in, he turned and planted a kiss right
on my cheek.

"How many times are we going to say good morning?", he asked cheekily. I
didn't share his mirth.

"Jamie it's almost 2:30!", I half exclaimed. He didn't seem to get it.
"Jackson and mom still aren't home yet."

It hit him. "Jesus dude! I forgot about them! Damn damn damn do you think
they came in and then left again or something?" Panic had found it's way
into his tone.

"No way, if that were the case you'd be outside and I'd be buried. I can't
believe we were this lucky dude."

Having recovered form the initial shock of our little bout at tempting fate
we were quick to run back to my room. My bed was a mess of boy fluids and
sweat. Anyone who gave my bed even a passing glance would have had to have
been a fucking idiot not to figure out what had happened here. I started
contemplating how to rectify the situation when I something came over me.
That pungent smell. I found myself moving closer to the bed, almost in a
trance. The smell of Jamie's musk was heavy in the air. I could feel that
familiar stirring between my legs again. I turned to Jamie who was staring
at the bed sheets, asking me if I knew how to use the washer. I didn't
answer. I grabbed him by the shirt, pulled him in for a kiss, then threw
him on the bed.

"A-Alex... we'll make a bigger mess", he protested weakly. I didn't care.
All I could think of was Jamie; his body, his soul, his pleasure.

In one swift movement I ripped the shorts right off of him. Neither of us
even bothered with his shirt. I could tell through his underwear that he
was already half hard. I dropped to my knees and went down on him without
waiting for permission. I drug my tongue along the inside of his thighs,
licking and nibbling my way up his leg. From further up the bed Jamie was
making soft sighs and hisses. Finally I reached his briefs, and began
licking the cotton that barely covered his bulge. His sounds grew louder,
more desperate. My mouth went higher, reaching his waistband. I bit it with
my teeth and slowly, teasingly, pulled them down off of him, revealing his
erection. He was harder than a rock. My mouth returned to the base of his
hard-on, licking around the base moving upwards at a torturously slow
pace. His sounds began to form words.

"Pleeease", he begged in a deep husky voice, "Oh God Alex please don't
stop." His dick was practically throbbing underneath the movements of my
tongue.

Having been put over the edge myself by his pleading, I granted his wish
slipping my tongue up his cock and then enveloping the head into the dark,
moist warmth of my mouth. The taste was perfect, the smell intoxicating. I
moved my tongue purposefully around his head and upper shaft, conscious of
every single millimeter I was touching. I closed my eyes, relying solely on
my sense of taste and touch... though smell and hearing certainly got a
workout as well! I could hear his moans and pants of satisfaction, driving
me onwards with the knowledge that I was giving him this kind of pleasure.
Nothing else mattered right now except giving Jamie everything I could, not
even the reckless danger we put ourselves in doing this here.

Jamie's moans were coming louder and louder, his tone dripping with animal
urges. His hands found their way into my hair, gripping and pulling softly.
I could feel him getting close now; he was shivering with pleasure. Then
the unthinkable happened... the front door burst open, and I could hear
Jackson and my mom tumble into the house. I shot up, just in time to cover
Jamie's mouth with a kiss as he let out a cry of ecstasy. I watched in a
combination of horror and awe as he shot a powerful load onto his stomach,
followed by another and another, until he finally came down into the
afterglow. His breathing was so heavy and irregular. His masterfully
sculpted face was flushed. And there was cum everywhere in this fucking
room. This was it. Everything was going to be torn apart, even as it was
finally all coming together.

I couldn't take this. I threw myself into Jamie's arms, sobbing at the
hopelessness of it all. Nothing in the world scared me more than Jackson.
Nothing, of course, but losing Jamie in the process. But he was my rock,
and thank God for it. Luckily for me Jamie's head worked a little bit
faster than mine, and well under pressure.

"Shhh, Alex.. baby you have to calm down. We can get out your window if we
hurry, come on... they're coming." He kissed my cheek and moved, tearing my
sheets off the bed and twisting them down into the space between my bed and
the wall. With that he shoved my window open and took my hand. I didn't
think, couldn't think, I just followed. He jumped out first, landing with a
roll. He took off his cum stained shirt and motioned for me to jump. His
body glowed with perfection in the afternoon sun. But I could hear Jackson
and mom stumbling their way down the hallway. I froze, a deer in the
headlights.

"Baby come on, you have to go now! Come on!" Jamie's symphonic voice
penetrated the fears that paralyzed me, reached my core and drew me to
him. Instinctively I slid myself out the window, hitting the ground with a
thud and throwing myself against him shaking. We ran across to the front
yard so quickly we could have qualified for the Olympics. The car in the
driveway, which I presumed to be Jackson's was wrecked and twisted. I guess
that's why they were so late. Lucky me.

We ran, sprinting the whole way. We ran for what seemed like an eternity,
until I didn't think I could run anymore, and then we ran some more. By the
time we finally stopped we were at the beach, hidden safely under the
boardwalk. It was midday, peak tourist hours; there was no way we'd be
found here. We ran to the furthest point under the boardwalk and simply
collapsed, our legs burning and our lungs screaming. I crawled my way next
to him, snuggling into his side. He drew me into a kiss, slow and
passionate.

"We made it", he whispered with a smile, breaking the kiss. The Mona Lisa
was trash compared to the absolute treasure that lie before me. Those white
teeth, that Adonis face, those emerald eyes, that blonde hair, his perfect
skin... all of this was mine now. This boy who had given me my first kiss,
had touched me in ways no other person ever had. He'd held me close as I'd
fallen asleep in his arms, so warm and secure. All of this was mine now.
Looking into his face, I could see the culmination of all my most
impossible dreams made manifest. This was the ideal fantasy that had kept
me up for a thousand sleepless nights. This was everything I'd ever wanted,
and it was all happening. All of this was mine now. I repeated the words in
my head, still barely able to believe them.

"Jamie, do you think we'll be together forever?", I asked whimsically. How
stereotypical of me.

He smiled, giggling like a cherub. "Breaking out of houses, running for our
lives, hiding under boardwalks... you think I'd go through all this just to
mess it up a week from now?"

I couldn't stop smiling. "No", I whispered in a childish tone, "I just want
to hear you say it."

Our eyes locked.

"I love you Alex, and I'm going to love you for the rest of my life.
Forever." A tear, barely visible, escaped silently down his cheek.

My heart skipped a beat. Those were the words I hadn't even let myself
dream of, they were so impossible. All the worthless little nuisances
between us faded into nothing. Only the most important details remained;
Jamie's perfect features, the sound of the waves perpetually crashing along
the sea, and warmth of the sand we boy lay upon. I rolled into his waiting
arms, tilted my head, and met him in a passionate kiss.

We remained there for hours, until all the tourists had long since left for
other activities and the sun hung low against the horizon. Side by side we
sat together, basking in the poetic artistry of nature's greatest work.
Even as the sun set on the single most beautiful day of my life, I found I
wasn't overtaken by the bittersweet taste of time's progression.  This
wasn't moving on into something different, just progressing into something
new. When darkness finally overtook the day's light we parted with a kiss,
wordlessly, and I made my way home.