Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 02:53:28 -0800
From: themostcooldude <themostcooldude@goplay.com>
Subject: "THE BEST TIME OF MY LIFE"

Part 1.

My name is Jesse, I live in a town and I go to school because I was
13 when my life changed for good. That's all you can say about me. I
went to school and I work in my homework, just an easy life, isn't
it? But there is some more, or actually much more. That year I was
going through puberty. My body started to change, and my priorities
in life, I also find out a little bit more about my body a new
function about some of the parts of it. When I found out about it one
year earlier, but just in a year I was a master in the subject. About
my parents, well I was invisible for them. The situation work in this
way, I left them alone and they left me alone. Actually that was a
pretty good deal if you look around you there are other kids that
their parents beat the shit out of them almost everyday.

I was 13 years-old shy boy when for first time I fell deeply in love
with the most beautiful 12 years-old boy I've ever seen. I never
wanted to be gay, however all my life I knew that I was one. Anyway,
his name was Tony; God I could repeat that name all the time and
never lose the sweetness that carries with it.

First time I saw him was the first day at school. I don't know why I
knew it; a new obsession was about to begin. Who can stop staring
that blond hair kid with the biggest blue clear eyes that carried
light with them, his lips were always full, red and wet, and his
blond hair a little messy to cover his front and getting into his
right eye every now and again? He was just one year behind me, so we
didn't have any class together. However I learned his classes better
than he knew them, I learned who his friends were, and where was he
hanging out. I was completely in love and I couldn't tell anybody
about it, so in the mind of a 13 years old my life began with him and
also finish with him. I studied his body movements and love them all,
his expressions, the way he walked and the beautiful way he talked. I
was happy to wake up in the morning and go to school; I was
distracted in class just waiting for the next time to see him. Some
times he changed the schedule so he wasn't going to the class in the
usual way, so I miss him making me feel miserable.

Well you can figure out the kind of life I was living for three month, I
was just not trying to think to much about what I was doing,
otherwise I didn't feel very proud of myself. I was very careful that
my friends didn't catch me watching him, and I always had a good
excuse for leaving to find him.

The obsession became my nightmare, every time I left school, I went
as fast as I could running towards home, when I arrived I went to my
room and took my pants off and I jerk my meat thinking about him, his
lips, his eyes. Trying to imagine what his shirt was hiding from me,
then I came before thinking how good could be kissing him, so I start
it again pumping up and down a little more slowly trying to catch the
last dream about him. When I was thirteen I could come three times in
a row, maybe I was a dirty kid. Every time I thought how his dick
must taste like I came again with all my body tensed and shaking all
over. Then I look down to my dick and I cry of desperation.

One morning I decide it that it was enough of being a dork. So during
all morning I was planning how the hell I could just meet him or talk
to him. I may never go to kiss him, but we may be able to become good
friend. While I was in the bus to school thinking different ways I
saw him entering into the bus. He never ride in the bus before, my
heart began to jump out of my chest while he was walking down the
corridor towards me. My legs began to shake and like in slow motion I
saw him sitting in the free sit by me, then is when my heart stopped.
The person I love was sitting by me and I just couldn't look at him,
I calm myself and I began smelling his recent morning shower, I made
a mental note in order to buy that shower gel, so I can smell him
over and over again. That's how sick I was at the time. Nobody could
understand without seeing Tony. Then again nobody could see that
beautiful boy as I was seeing him I guess, what I mean is that nobody
else seem to mind how gorgeous he was, besides me. So time though, I
was a little jealous of him, his perfect blond hair, his crystal
clear blue eyes, his full red lips and of course his perfect body
hiring from me under those clothes.

The point was that now he was just sitting there, as close as I ever
been. Well that's untrue, more than once I fake passing through very
close to his body in the school corridors, just to feel his butt or
just to touch him. Almost every time I tried that I just wasn't
successful, because in the last second I pulled my hand away for fear
he can notice my touch, or though every time I've succeed I miss the
part of those jeans I wanted to touch. But now, he was there, so I
could fake some excuse to touch him, yeah right as I could move! I
was frozen in that sit almost holding my breath, I thought I could
hear the beat of his heart, then again it was just mine.

I couldn't take any more. I decide it to be quiet, so to take my
attention off him I put my headphones on and I pressed play in my
Walkman. Always a good music from Green Day makes me take all the
tension in me and transports me to my private world. This didn't do
the trick, I was still thinking about him sitting so close a big
time, and why not! He was there and I needed to take the chance and
talk to him, this was the only way that I'd know what kind of person
he was. He may was a twat. However nobody with that smile could be a
twat, he was just an angel, the angel I loved.

I felt somebody tapping on my shoulder, I look in that direction and
it was Tony so I jump not knowing what to do, he was moving his lips
but I couldn't hear what he was trying to say. He moved his hand to
my face and removed the headphones in a quick move.

- Sorry for scaring you dude, I was trying to ask you in was Green
Day what you are listening. He said.
- Huh? I said

That's all I could say, I planned so many times in my head what I
would say if I had a chance to talk to him one day. That was getting
stupid, I always could handle any situation and don't show to the
rest of the world how I felt inside, that's how I survived I guess.

- Do you like Green Day man? I reply again.
- If I like Green Day? I love them, I need to put a Green Day CD
everyday in my room and jump around to feel good! He said, opening
wide his eyes while he was talking and finishing with the most
beautiful smile.

After that, I took a deep breath and I said to myself, "now or
never", so I start talking about music, something I knew a lot. I
found out he likes the same music I like. He talk more than I was
talking, he was very honest about everything he was saying without
trying to give any impression, well he didn't need to look cool,
because he was the coolest. Suddenly while he was talking he touch my
arm and I feel a shock of electricity running thought my body. Before
I realised we were in school, all the kids were leaving the bus. He
took his backpack and lifting himself up from his sit he said, "see
you later", and left the bus toward school.

Everything was so fast that I was still sitting in the bus when he
left, I look around me and almost all kids were out of the bus, so I
walk to the exit still in shock. All that day I spend in school I was
thinking about Tony and every word he said, how he said the word and
why he choose it. Does he like me? He actually said "see you later",
that's mean he is planning to see me later, or the most important
thing, why was he in that bus? He never took the bus before. I was in
a very good mood all day. I didn't want to talk to my schoolmates, I
wanted to be left alone with my thoughts. I wanted to shout his name
in class, I wanted to say that I was in love. Even though I just
stood there thinking about him and rerunning over and over again the
mental photos I took that morning. More than once I thought about his
lips moving and I went hard. I hope that I didn't have to move from
my table. Then again my penis was quite small in my opinion so nobody
will notice it inside my jeans. I wondered about Tony's penis again,
how big it is? I didn't care that much about how big it was, I was
sure that penis was the most beautiful penis in the world. I was
dreaming about kissing that perfect dick and put it into my mouth and
I found myself in geography class with a very big hard on, so I try
to think about something else. It didn't work I was in love and also
I was horny as hell.

I thought if I was going to have another chance to talk to Tony.
There are so many things I wanted to know about him, about his life.
Well I guess I wanted to know how somebody could carry with a
beautiful body as he carries everyday and don't jerk off 24 hours per
day.

I had a very good surprise at lunch time, I was going to sit with
some of my friends who I didn't enjoy so much their company, but then
again, you don't want to sit for yourself, you need to keep a name, I
guess. Anyway walking towards my friends I saw Tony, he saw me too. I
managed to smile while he came towards me and ask me if I wanted to
sit with him, he had something to tell me. I accepted who could
decline that invitation.

Tony was a very shy kid, but he was making an effort in talking to
me. He told me that Green Day was coming to town and he didn't have
anybody to go with. So he thought about me, personally I loved that
part of thinking about me, how many times I thought about him.

- I'll go with you dude, anything for Green Day, I couldn't forgive
myself if I miss them. I said, however I wanted to say I'd go at the
end of the world with him if he asks me to.

After that, he very shy told me that his parents will never allow him
to do something like that, he was just 12 years old. So he had to
plan something to get away. I told him I would think about it.
However I had to go to class.

- Ok, I'll see you in the bus then. He said, also leaving for his
class. My heart melted again, that wasn't happening, today was the
best day of my life. I couldn't believe that I was talking to him
like to good friends. How somebody could ask me to concentrate in
class after that?

I felt so happy, the world was so perfect. After 3 month of the
deepest misery I had the best time of my life, not to mention the
happiest as well. I was so nervous, what I was going to do. Maybe
sounds stupid but going with him to a concert was like my first date.

During the classes in the afternoon I was preparing a plan in order
to go to that concert without their parents to find out and mine
neither. So in the bus I sit by him, that took courage, however now
we were good friends. I told him my plan, he could tell to his
parents his is sleeping over my house. Every Friday night my parents
go out to anywhere they can get alcohol, and they never check on me
when they come back, so we only have to be back before they wake up
in the morning, something that after their serious drinking Friday
night they rarely do.

He loved the plan, he was smiling and laughing, telling me how great
that concert is going to be. He didn't have to tell me, I couldn't
believe he would sleep over my house.

After saying good bye to him, I left the bus and I get into my house
and directly into my room where I took my pants off and I start
masturbating my dick as a crazy pervert. I thought Tony taking his
shirt off in my room to get ready to get in bed, then removing his
pants and displaying a white boxer short. I thought about him
sleeping in top of his sleeping bag on the floor, and I thought
myself kissing his chest while he was sleeping and picking inside his
underwear. Putting my face inside his underwear and smelling his
sweet essence. Then is when I came. It was a wonderful dream, I
wonder if he could shot semen yet. I guess not, because I was one
year older than he was and I still could not.

That night I couldn't sleep, I was too happy to do so, I will
remember that day for the rest of my life, the day I took to Tony. I
moved around my bed, thinking about all the things that he said all
the things he meant. I felt quite a dork about the things I said. My
words never came up properly. I was too nervous, I just hope he
didn't think about me as a dork. Today I found out so many things
about him, his shyness, the way he smiles when he talks and how his
hair always came back to its initial position after his hand tried to
push it back. Also for first time I saw his beautiful blue eyes
properly, they are gorgeous a big with light coming out of them.
Under his eyes the milky white skin gets a little pink, that I
guessed show tiredness or maybe only super beautiful people are allow
to have that. I saw as well up close his cheap digital watch that he
wears in his right arm instead of the left as everybody else. Once I
tried to wear mine in my right arm, but it bothered me too much, I
also tried to grow my hair and comb it like his, but my hair was dark
and didn't had the thickness that his perfect hair is got. Hair that
whatever in the morning must look very messy it's still perfect and
beautiful.

I guess I felt sleep at the end, with his sweet voice still ringing
in my ears, I could just live like that, dreaming about him all the
time, loving just a dream. I wake up that morning smiling and wanting
to go to school just to see him again. I stood in my bed after the
alarm clock waked me up thinking in now a far away dream I had that
night about him jumping around with that song from Green Day called
"Panic Song". I just remember how beautiful he looked with sweet down
his neck and smiling while his hair moved up and down. What a
wonderful life, waking up seeing his face.

When I got into the bus I make sure to get keep the sit by me free,
so Tony could sit down. As I planned he did look for me when he got
into the bus and sit on the place I chose for him. I asked him a
question I wanted to do since yesterday when he first got into the
bus. He told me that he came to live with his father. He looked
towards the floor and said:

- My mom doesn't want me there anymore, my father neither, but he has
to support me for a year. That's the deal my parents have.

I didn't know what to say it sounded very sad. I have my share of
loneliness also. I didn't get it that somebody didn't want the most
beautiful creature in this planet. I wanted to hug him real bad and
protect him from everything and everyone, but I stood there looking
his head while his eyes were fixed on the floor.

- I'm sorry dude. I manage to say.
- It's ok. It isn't that bad. He said looking up into my eyes with a
big smile across his face. My heart stopped again, he was just too
gorgeous.
- What about your folks, he asks me.

I told him as honest as I could that they didn't bothered me too
much, however that some times I missed to talk to them about stuff
that worried me or questions I got to find the answer for. We talk
until we arrived to school about our parents. I found out he was the
only child also as me, so he felt quite lonely sometimes as I did. I
wanted to tell me that he could be my little brother and I would take
care of him. I wanted to tell him so many things, however I was just
listening to him. He had load of stuff to tell to anybody. He was the
most honest person I ever meet in my life, how refreshing after
everybody in school is trying to be somebody else and brag about it.
So he was my angel and he was perfect, beautiful, honest and modest.
I knew at the time, I could die for him if he asks me too, he didn't
have to give me a reason I just would do anything for my secret love.

Friday was coming up, during the week we were planning the perfect
crime, or better say the perfect go to a concert and back without
anybody spotting us. His father was ok with the idea that he was
sleeping over my house. My parents were also ok about bringing a
friend to spend the night. They remind me that night they were going
out, so they didn't want to see any mess when they came back. I
promise them we'll just watch some videos and clean after ourselves.
I used the sentence:

- Mom I thought you got more confidence on me!
- I do son. I'm just making sure you know the rules. She said.

That was it, everything was on. I worked very hard for all that to
happen. I bought 2 tickets for the concert. Tony told me he didn't
have the money for the ticket, his Dad took his money. He didn't say
anything else, however I didn't want to ask. I told him that was all
right, he didn't need to pay me back. He said that he'd bring the
alcohol then. Scaring thought, I never drunk any alcohol in my life,
and I never thought he did neither, he looked to innocent to do
something like that. Also he was just 12 years old, how he could get
hold of that stuff anyway.

Friday after school he came over my house and left his back pack and
stuff in my room, then I introduce him to my parents, who didn't
notice that much, they were quite busy to get everything ready to go.
While they were around the house, we played video games in the
leaving room and ate pizza. I was having a wonderful time just
laughing. While playing video games he lied on the floor flat on his
belly. I realised his beautiful bubble butt. I could notice his crack
without any problem. I tried to concentrate in the game, I didn't
want a hard on there, in any case I took my shirt off my trousers and
I sat down.

My parents left and we were all alone in the house. I wanted to lose
my virginity there and then with him. However we need it to get ready
for a concert. So we went to my room and he took a black Green Day
shirt from his back while I was putting my Nirvana shirt that says on
the back: "If you ask me if I've seen Christ I'd say yes, in a
Nirvana concert". Just there in front of me, he took his shirt off to
put the black one on. I saw the most perfect marble and chest I never
seen in my life, his white milky skin with the most perfect fat free
chest. It's impossible to describe it. I have seen a lot of chest
from other friends or schoolmates, however this one was the best one.
More beautiful I ever imagine in my dreams. I think I made a kind of
noise because he asked me what was wrong. I acted quite quickly and I
say something about how cool his shirt was. He thanked me and told me
that was the best shirt he is got and he love it to dead.

- I understand dude, it's so cool. I said still in shock, but
thanking my brain for acting that quickly.

We went to the bathroom to do our hairs and that was a blast with his
mousse. He put it in my hair and run his hands through my hair. I
loved the style of my hair, but I loved more the touch of his hands
in my hair. He was laughing and giggling while he was putting more
mousse in his hair. I run quickly my hand though his hair to mess it
up, he laugh harder and fix it. I was in haven, I loved that hair and
I just touched. I gave him a warm smile at that moment he gave me the
best laugh and messed my hair still laughing. I wanted to grab him
and put him on the floor while I make a mess of his hair, however
just thinking I could be on top of him, made me back up.

After fixing again our respective hairs we left for the concert, we
got in the bus to downtown and we talk about how great it's the
concert going to be. We talk that we aren't going to try crown
surfing, because otherwise we may don't find each other.

- I just want to scream, jump and sing. I want to feel alive and take
all the shit out. He said staring towards the air. Then he looked
back at me and gave me a shy smiled as I wouldn't understand what he
just said.

Tony is got a shit life, at his age that's a big deal I guess. I
wanted to tell him I was there for him, I wanted to hug him and tell
him that everything is going to be all right. But I hold it back
again, I just put my hand in his shoulder and I whisper:

- I know.

He looked at me again with the cutest interrogating eyes and said:

- Thanks Jesse. And he smiled again, turning his head again towards
the floor. Wasn't he the cutest shyest kid?

The concert was great, we jump all the songs, Tony went crazy with
that music, it was brilliant seen him having a good time. He loved
that music his body told me so. He was sweating and he looked just
fantastic. He looked just hot, his wet shirt; his hair all messed up
with mousse and sweat. I was having the time of my life. He was so
fragile. I was worried about him and in love over and over again. I
wanted to spend my life caring about him. I was so happy that when
the song "Welcome to Paradise" was played I went nuts jumping around.
I couldn't believe how much that music took over me, was like a good
wank. As Tony said, pulls the shit out.

The concert was over and we catch the bus to go back home. He was
still frenetic talking about every song, his lips were going a
hundred miles per hour, his arms trying to describe every sensation.
It was fantastic just watching him. Then he stops tired and breathing
hard say with a beautiful smile:

- What?
- What, what! I said.
- Didn't you felt it? He said, just relaxing all his body against the
chair of that solitary bus. He kept the best smile looking at me and
lost in his thoughts.

I knew what he was saying. He saw me going nuts with the song
"Welcome to Paradise". I knew that he was using music to escape
reality. I look back at him. Oh! Shit he looked so hot, he had a
wonderful expression on his face while he was thinking in whatever he
was thinking at the time.

- It was fantastic dude. I said, trying to choose a better word for
it.
- I told you. He answered closing his eyes and lying his head against
the window of that quiet bus.

He opened his eyes now and then to look outside to the dark town
passing through, I kept looking at him. The moon made his lips look
fuller and the sweat drying in his neck was just too much for me, I
had to look away and I got sad again thinking I never be able to tell
him how much I love him.

We were back at my place, my parents didn't came back yet. We still
got an hour or so I told him, then we'll have to be quiet in my room.
He asked me if he could take a shower. I quickly answered to go
ahead. Just thinking he'll be naked in the bathroom, made me go
crazy, something grow into my pants. He took some stuff from his bag
and went into the bathroom. While he was there I thought I need it to
have a wank otherwise I may explode that night. I also thought to get
into the bathroom and take a pick making an excuse or something, but
I didn't have the courage to do so. If I saw him naked I'd have
infinite sessions of masturbating like an animal.

I calm myself down and I wait until he came back from the bathroom,
he may come back without a shirt on or naked! But it didn't happen.
He came back with a shirt and a box of shorts on, which he got from
the bag I guessed. Still his legs were fantastic and still a little
wet. My mouth still open I took clean underwear and I went to have a
shower. The bathroom still was steaming from the previous shower. I
took everything off and I got into the shower. My dick was still hard
so I had to jerk it a little bit and I did came very quickly trying
not to make any noise. I almost felt on the floor of the shower. I
didn't know I was so hot for him during all day. I finished
showering, I put my clean underwear on and I got out of the bathroom
toward my room. He was sitting on my bed watching some TV. I didn't
have a shirt on. I hope he will imitate me.

- Do you want to open the bottle of vodka I brought? He said,
handling it to me.
- I never drank anything. I said a little scared but being very
honest about it.
- Me neither, he said, I just wanted to tried once. I want to know
how it feels. My mom says that helps her to get away from reality.
That's why she drinks like a fish.

He looked sad again, I opened the bottle without taking my eyes off
him and I took a sip of that disgusting liquid. I pass him the bottle
and he just put the cap again.

- I don't want to drink, I'm going to pass. I guess it was a bad idea
bringing the bottle. He said sadder than ever see him.
- Let's go to sleep. I said.
- Ok! He said getting into his sleeping bag.

I turn off the light, just leaving the outside street light get
through the window and I jump in my bed. I stood in my bed looking
the smooth back of his neck. My room had hi essence. I couldn't
believe he was sleeping on my bedroom's floor.

While I was watching him he started to move like he was trying to get
in a good position to sleep.
- Are you ok, dude. I said.
- This floor is killing me. I answered sitting down.
- If you want, you can sleep in my bed and I'll sleep on the floor. I
said, wanting to do anything for him.
- You don't need to sleep on the floor, we can share the bed. He
said. But I heard "We can sleep together".
- Sure dude, jump in. I said, and my heart started to jump and
beating so fast I went out of breath.

He was in my bed, the boy I loved! Millions of thoughts run through
my heat; like if he fells sleep I can touch him or take a pick
without waking him up. I waited for 30 minutes loving his aroma until
I was sure he was asleep. I was shaking all over when I move close to
him and I only had the courage to put my body close to him. Slowly I
move my hand down his butt and I just left the hand there. It was on
top of his underwear. I was so excite that my dick and balls were
hurting. I wanted to put the hand inside his underwear so slowly
again I put it inside on top of his hips. What a smooth, fresh,
perfect skin he had. I almost came without ever touching my dick.

I thought he might wake up so I took the hand off his pants and put
it in his chest. I could find an excuse if he wakes up. His chest was
also smooth, well I couldn't feel his chest very well through his
shirt, but I had more than enough. I was just the happiest person
alive. All my sense were awake and no wanting to sleep. I wanted to
spend all night like that. I didn't know that much about sex and
love, but that was the best sensation in the world.

After an hour or so, I fell asleep.

To be continued in PART 2. Comments email me at:
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