Date: Wed, 18 Nov 2015 03:00:02 +0000 (UTC) From: Eric Foster Subject: David Part 3 Disclaimer: this story contains sexual material. If you are not 18 or over, or this is not legal in your country you should not read any further. This material may offend if you find homosexual acts offensive or homosexual acts between younger boys offensive. All similarities between this story's plot line, characters, names, places, or any other item are purely coincidence David The morning light, once again, came far too soon. I sat up and got my phone off the night stand. 6:35. It was still too early to begin getting ready for breakfast. I felt a yawn escape my mouth as I pulled myself out of bed. I knew I wouldn't fall back asleep, so I'd rather just start the day. I grabbed my t-shirt and jeans and pulled on a gray hoodie. I looked over at David, who was still sound asleep. I grabbed my headphones and quietly left the room. The morning mist had just begun to fall onto the lawn with the sun peaking over the horizon. The red, orange, and yellow rays were cascading through the sky. I put on the acoustic version of "Gold" by Owl City and took a breath in as I tried to meditate. My thoughts kept circling about David. I'd never seen him in this light and I was beginning to think about him differently. It was almost how I thought about Austin sometimes. I shivered at the thought and tried to breathe easy for a bit. Yet every time I tried I kept seeing him when he was changing, and his chest, and those muscles he had. I yanked my headphones out and leaned back against the dew covered grass. I let out a long sigh at having been unsuccessful at deterring those thoughts. Then I heard distant footsteps along the pathway and looked back to see Austin walking towards me. I waved as he approached. He walked up next to me and sat down on the grass. "Hey," he said once he was seated. "Hey Austin," I replied. "So you're actually up early for once? It's not a sign of the apocalypse, is it?" "Screw you," I said, as I lightly pushed him on the shoulder. We laughed about it for a few moments before a more serious atmosphere descended again. I took in a breath and let out a sigh. I turned towards Austin, but I couldn't bring my eyes up to his. "What's up man?" "I can't figure out why me and David have been getting along so well," I said, though I knew that that only was the half of it. Austin's face reflected his surprise as he let the thought go through his head for a bit. "You're getting along with David?" "Yeah, we actually have been having normal conversations. He even invited me over to his house after we get back," I stated. Austin drew his head back in shock. His eyes were wide for a few moments. He was about to speak before he paused for a moment. "Actually... I don't know if I'm that surprised," Austin said. "What?" I was very confused now. "Well, you and David are probably more similar than you think," Austin explained. "How?" I said, doubt lacing my tone. "You both play sports. You're both in honor's classes. You both really like science..." "David likes science?" I really had a hard time imagining. "He said he did, last time I talked to him." "You talk to him?" I asked, a bit of anger in my voice. "Only on occasion, I promise, man. But I thought you were getting along with him now?" I felt the anger drop back again and let out a sigh. "But are we really that similar?" Austin shrugged as he leaned back against his hands on the ground. "I honestly think you two are similar in your interests and what you enjoy, but you're different in your personalities. He's a jock, you're more of a skateboarder, and a bit of a nerd," Austin said with a sly smile. "Hey!" I shouted in retaliation, as I shoved him over. We laughed again for a bit as we tried to blow off some of the tension of the conversation. We settled down again and Austin continued: "But in seriousness, you two are really not all that different. I wouldn't be surprised if you two became close friends," Austin explained, a bit of worry in his voice. "Well you're always going to be my best friend," I said, reassuring Austin. He gave me a nod and a smile. We continued to sit there, watching the sunrise. I looked down at my watch to check the time: 7:03. It was getting close to time, to wake up for breakfast. "I guess we need to head back for now!" Austin said as he got up. "Yeah, it looks like it. I'm gonna go back to my room and get ready." "Got ya. See you at breakfast," Austin said. We exchanged high fives and went our separate ways back to our rooms. I quietly opened the door to my room, uncertain if David was still asleep or not. I looked over to see lazy eyes just beginning to open. I went back to my bed and removed my jacket, so I could get my deodorant on and brush my hair. David sat up and let out a yawn as he smacked his lips: "Mornin'," he said as he got out of bed. "Good morning,"I replied, as I removed my shirt to apply the deodorant. I looked over and saw a similar sight to what I'd seen yesterday. The same silky shorts, and the same wood. I felt my heart beat a little faster and my stomach tensed as I felt my breath shallow a bit. David's eyes were hardly open and preoccupied with finding his other clothes. That was good, cause it was difficult to keep my eyes from wandering his body. I diverged my eyes and forced myself to focus on getting ready for the day. Suddenly a knock at the door shocked away what little sleep was left in David. "Good morning guys, time for breakfast," Abraham said through the door. "Thanks Abraham, we'll be there in a bit," I replied. "Awesome, see you guys soon!" Abraham said, and moved on. I looked over at David. He rubbed his eyes a bit and grabbed some axe body spray to put on. "Hey David, do you like science?" He looked over and nodded, somewhat groggily at first, but then seemed more awake as he answered. "Yeah, it's really cool stuff, especially space." "Space?" "Yeah, like black holes and neutron stars and supernovas. It's amazing how much stuff is out there," David said, a smile forming on his lips. "It is really cool. I really like the small stuff. Like particles and radiation." "Do you want to be a physicist when you grow up?" David asked, taking a seat on his bed. "Yeah, what about you?" I replied "I want to be an astrophysicists," David replied, excitement in his voice. "A what?" I liked science, but I'd never heard the term before. "An Astrophysicists. I looked it up. They study the physics about things like black holes and the sun and really cool theories. I really want to do that to one day," David said, a glimmer in his eyes and a smile on his face as he looked upwards. I wasn't sure what to say or feel about this. I liked this side of David so much, it didn't seem at all like him. I wondered if maybe I'd been so caught up in hating him, I'd never noticed how cool he actually was. "You'd really like ,Alligator Sky by Owl City." "I like that song a lot," David replied, our eyes once again meeting. "Do you ever stargaze?" David looked away for a moment, his cheeks turning a light shade of red. "When my dad takes me camping and huntin', I'd sneak out of our tent and go stargaze in the fields nearby." I imagined that for a few moments. David clad in a hoodie and shorts in a field, lit up by the moon, sitting on the ground with his eyes towards the heavens. I knew how amazing it felt to just stare at the stars like that... "It's even better when you do it to music," I said softly, a small smile on my lips. "It's why I have Owl City on my IPod," David said, an embarrassed smile on his lips. I did the same exact thing, and to imagine David did it too. I knew I'd judged David wrong the whole time. "You really aren't a jock," I suddenly said. This got a confused look from David. "What?" "You keep talking about this stuff that isn't like those jocks at school. All they talk about is hip hop and girls and trucks, or whatever else." "Well, I like that stuff too," David said, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "But you like science, and you're smarter than them, and you like Owl City. You're actually really cool," I finally admitted. I think we were both shocked by that confession. I think David even more so than I. Neither of us ever expected anything like that to ever be said between us. Yet there it was. I said it. "Thanks," David said scratching the back of his head. "I guess I'm not totally like them. I'm a bit more..." David paused for a moment, trying to think of a word. A sigh escaped his lips and suddenly a frown formed on his face, as his eyes sunk to the ground. I wasn't expecting that. I took a step closer. "You okay?" David looked up at me, that glimmer was gone now. A hint of darkness occupied his eyes and I could see his excitement had left. "Yeah, I'm fine, man. Let's go to breakfast," David said, walking past me to the door. I felt confusion overtake my senses. What the hell just happened? We were getting along great. I was hoping he was okay. I wanted to know why he suddenly seemed so sad. His words resonated through my head. He was a bit more what? Softer? Girly? He wasn't like the rest of the jocks, that was for sure. He acted like them, and he seemed to like what they liked, but he was also a lot kinder than them. He wasn't completely obsessed with stupid stuff, but actually a legitimate person. I wanted to help him. I quickly caught up with David and placed my hand on his shoulder. He stopped and turned towards me. "Yeah?" "Whenever you want to talk to me, I'm here to listen," I offered. I meant it too. I didn't like seeing him sad when I knew how much of a cool person he actually was, once you got to know him a little more. "Really?" I saw a hint of hopefulness and desperation in his eyes. A sudden gravity surrounded those words, and something, a lot bigger, was at play than I understood. I was drawn in. "Really," I once again offered, this time with a smile with my hand on his shoulder. His gaze sank to the ground for a few moments. He looked like he was trying to decide, before he looked back up at me. "Maybe we could talk tonight?" I was a bit thrown off by that. I wasn't expecting him to want to talk immediately. I just wanted to offer, so maybe later down the line, I could help him out. It was sudden, but I didn't want to take back what I'd just said. Especially if David really needed me. "For sure!" I replied. David reached out and gave me a half hug: "Thanks, man," David said softly. "Any time" We separated and headed down the hall and onto breakfast, and a new day. I looked over again at David. The sadness had partly departed from his eyes, and the glimmer was back, weakly, but it was there. I smiled. I wasn't sure what I was getting into yet, but if I could help him out, then I was happy. The day quite literally flew by, and I only had two days left here, if I didn't include today and included our day we left. I'd just finished dinner and was walking out with Austin and Alex back to the main building. We just got to the main building when I noticed David pass us by, Nicholas close to him. He looked over at me. "Hey," David said with a wave. "Hey," I said, returning the gesture. Alex and Austin's face immediately reflected their shock. The moment we were around the corner, and in the hallway Alex stopped us. "Did you really just say hey and wave to David?" I simply shrugged my shoulders in response. "Yeah," I replied. Alex stepped forward and looked at me as if he was looking at some alien creature from a planet far away. "Are you sure you're Joseph?" I rolled my eyes in response and laughed a little. "Yes, I promise I'm Joseph. David and I came to realize we've got a lot more in common. I think we just needed to actually talk," I said, then remembering that David wanted to talk later. My curiosity peaked again. "It's just kind of weird that you're getting along with him now," Alex stated suspiciously. "I guess god can act in mysterious ways," I said letting the comment go. "Hey, at least you two won't be killing each other half the time anymore," Alex said with a smile. "Half the time? More like three fourths the time," Alex said. "I think you mean all the time," I remarked, correcting them both. We all got a laugh out of that. I looked down at my watch and realized that Lights Out was approaching. Well, it actually wasn't all that soon, but I knew David wanted to talk, and I didn't want to cut it short. "I'm gonna head back to my room and read for a bit. I'll see yall tomorrow," I said. "He always reads!" Austin said in a loud whisper to Alex. I rolled my eyes, letting out a 'pfft' and laughed a little, as I waved and walked away. I went down the hall, a more ominous atmosphere filled the room when I entered. It was empty, but there was a new tension here. It was no longer the place I wanted to leave as quickly as possible. No, it had taken a total turn of 180 degrees, and now here was a place I wanted to spend more time in. I wanted to stay here for longer. It actually felt nice. I grabbed my book off the nightstand and lay down on my bed. I opened up the chapter I'd left off on and began reading. I couldn't really get into it. There were so many questions that began forming in my mind, but I managed to stave them off enough to get some enjoyment out of the book. It only felt like a few moments, but was probably at least thirty or so minutes, that the door opened up. I looked over to see David walking in. He was wearing one of those black Nike t-shirts, red shorts, with his neon blue trainer shoes. He was wearing another baseball cap. This time it was black with that same deer logo on it, except in red. I still thought the clothes were too much, but for some reason, they didn't look that bad on him anymore. David gave me a nod as he went over to his bed and sat down. I placed my book on the night stand, having noticed that David never laid down or pulled out his phone to start texting. I think I had his full attention. "You wanted to talk?" I asked softly. "Yeah," David looked up and for the first time ever, I think I saw fear in his eyes. And yet there was a hopeful and somewhat desperate look as well. Something was burdening him, and apparently I was the person he trusted, for some reason or another. "What's up?" I asked, trying to start the conversation. "It just feels weird," David said softly, his gaze shifting to the ground. "What feels weird?" "That I would talk to you like this," David paused and let out a small sigh: "I couldn't ever talk to the other guys like this. They'd say I'm some kind of pussy or a weirdo," David said, as his gaze slowly moved up to me. "Well, please know that I won't judge you, man. I won't tell anyone about what we say either," I made sure to clarify. David's gaze met my own, as if he was trying to judge, how valid my statement really was. It felt like an eternity passed, an unspoken agreement to silence descended upon the room. He seemed to be okay as he took a deep sigh and finally spoke: "Have you ever kissed a girl?" I was a little taken aback. I wasn't really expecting the conversation to somehow loop to me. Especially not from the get go or on that particular subject. "I mean, once I did." "When?" "Back when I visited Canada last year. It was a girl I was friends with, growing up, and I kissed her," I said. It was a fond memory I had, but not of particular interest. I couldn't deny she was attractive, I just didn't get much out of the kiss that night... "Did you like it?" "It was okay," I replied, not realizing the gravity of the question until after I answered it. Why would he ask me if I liked it or not? "Have you kissed Amanda?" I asked David, trying to see where this went. "I've made out with her a few times," David replied, some of his smugness returning in the form of a cocky smile. "Oh" I replied unenthusiastically. David must've noticed my lack of enthusiasm, because his cocky grin went away and his gaze shifted back to ground. "Sorry, wasn't trying to be an ass," David paused for a moment "But..." David started, his gaze back on me. "But?" He paused, seeming hesitant to choose the words to speak next. His nervous hand movements and darting eyes displayed the amount of indecision he was facing. He finally spoke up: "I mean, girls are cool. They're really hot and it's fun to do stuff with them," David started off. "Stuff?" "Like go on dates and hold them - and make out, and things like that," David said, becoming a little softer towards the end. "Okay?" I wasn't getting where he was going. "But they're also really annoying sometimes. Like Amanda won't quite texting me or she'll try to drag me to malls. You also have to make all her friends like you," David said, rolling his eyes. "Doesn't sound like a lot of fun," I said, no real emotion in my voice. "It really isn't. But I've kind of wondered something," David said, his tone distinctly picking up a nervous quality. He wrapped his arms around himself, his gaze sunk to the floor, and he was biting his lower lip. "What you've been wondering?" I said, trying to sound as calm as possible. "I've..." David paused again, taking in a long breath before continuing. "I've wondered if maybe it would be more fun to do all that stuff with a guy, since they wouldn't complain or act like a girl. It'd be like being best friends," David stammered out quickly and almost inaudibly. I picked up every line though. I had to take a few moments to process it, but once I realized what he'd said, I think my eyes grew to the size of saucers. I had to actively make sure my mouth stayed close, though my jaw felt slack. I couldn't believe what I'd just heard. The gravity of the situation took on a whole new level, and I could feel the atmosphere become tense like I'd never felt. David looked up, his cheeks as red as red could be. His blue eyes, filled with utter fear and worry, were barely able to maintain contact with my own. "David?" I said softly. "Please, just don't tell anyone! Please, my dad would hate me forever for just thinking about something like that. I know it's really weird and messed up, but please," David said, visibly shaking. I couldn't help but feel a weight lift off me. Maybe I wasn't so abnormal, like I'd thought for so long. I got up from my bed and softly walked over towards David's side of the room. David moved back defensively and looked panicked. I reached out and softly placed my hand on his arm and pulled it away from his chest. His eyes reflected his confusion as his breath slowed down. I reached out with my other hand and lightly stroked his cheek. His face turned even redder, accented by his blonde hair and black hat. "Joseph" The name barely escaped his lips as a soft whisper. David had just started to lean forward, when a loud knock sent us flying backwards like rockets. I nearly tripped having tried to leap backwards. "Guys, it's time for lights out," Abraham called through the door. "Th... thanks Abraham," David stammered out. Abraham opened the door and walked in to check that we were both there. I was still halfway across the room, looking like I'd seen a ghost. David didn't fare much better. And I'm sure there was more confusion than ever. "You guys okay?" Abraham asked, though his tone clearly showed he already knew the answer. "Yeah, we're fine Abraham,' I replied, trying my best to fake sounding calm. Abraham looked over the scene one more time before decided he'd leave it as it is. "Okay, well if you guys need me, you know where I'm at," Abraham said with a nod. "Got it," David and I both replied. "Okay, goodnight Joseph. Goodnight David," Abraham said as he walked out of the room. It was just David and me again. The atmosphere was gone, but the tenseness was still prevalent. I looked over at David. A small smile on both of our lips. I couldn't help but started laughing nervously. "That was umm..." I tried to think of a word. "Close!" "Which part?" David asked softly, an almost husk like quality to his voice. "I mean..." I realized, I wasn't really sure. The two of us sat there in this silence. Our eyes were avoiding contact as we tried to figure out what to do next. I couldn't think of anything to say or do, so I walked back towards my bed. "I'll turn off the lights," I said. I didn't get a response and simply flipped the switch, as I lay back on my bed. I tried to close my eyes but there wasn't any way I could, with what had just nearly happened. "Joseph?" I heard David call out. "Yeah" I replied, though my voice seemed unsteady. "Have you ever kissed a boy?" My heart raced and my breath caught in my throat, as I tried to keep calm. I knew the answer, but I also knew what I wanted. "I haven't, have you?" I didn't hear a response, and instead I heard David get out of his bed and walk over to my side of the room. "David?" David had removed his clothes except his shorts and stood next to my bed. I sat up and he leaned into me. It was only a moment later that I felt his lips touch my own, and my world lit on fire. I don't think I'd have the proper words to have described it. There was a mixture of shock, adrenaline, excitement and desire, all going off at the same time as I tried to make sense of it all. Just as soon as it happened, it stopped. David's face hovered mere inches away from my own, his forehead resting on mine. Our breathes intermingled, as they rapidly entered and escaped our mouths. I risked to open my eyes, then David opened his own. I couldn't see much in the low light, and with him being so close, but from what I could see, there was desire. It seemed lustful, but something else was there as well. "I have now," He said smoothly with a small smile. I couldn't help but feel a smile form on my lips. David's hand ran softly against my cheek as he moved back a step. I looked over his bare chest and abs. I felt an urge to reach out and feel them, but I could barely move. David walked back to his side of the room and lay back down on his bed. "Good night Joseph" David said. "Goodnight David," I barely managed to say. My mind raced along with my heart and breath. My confusion was all that occupied me, and I knew that I'd never get any sleep tonight. Yet I could sense that David wouldn't either. New worlds typically don't lend themselves to being understood easily - and take time to process. I was well aware that I'd be spending a lot of time doing just that, because now, in a mere two seconds, David had confirmed things I'd only guessed at before. It always felt like the morning light had come too soon yet again. I'd barely slept at all, and from the tossing and turning on the other side, I was fairly certain David didn't either. I tried to close my eyes but only mere moments later I heard a knocking at the door. "David, Joseph, it's time to get up," Abraham called through the door. "Thanks, Abraham, we'll see you at breakfast," I replied groggily. I slowly pulled myself out of bed. I pulled out my clothes. I stared at what I'd pulled out of my drawer for at least two minutes, trying to figure out what was wrong, until I realized I'd pulled out two pairs of pants and a rain jacket. I quickly stowed away what I didn't need and pulled out a faded converse shirt. I put on some deodorant and brushed my hair. I looked over to see David mid-way changing. The only thing on him was a shirt that was too short and barely went above his belly button. He was nude from the waist down and sporting morning wood. I really wasn't good at estimating, but he looked big for our age. I couldn't help but keep staring until David pulled on some tight boxer brief underware like what you'd wear for workout in. I don't think David noticed that I'd kept staring up until he slipped on his silk shorts. I looked away once I'd realized how long I'd been staring. I sat down on my bed for a moment. I wasn't sure how to discuss last night. Maybe just being blunt would work? "David?" "Hmm?" David replied looking over at me. His eyes were bloodshot and red, and it was obvious he was just as sleep deprived. "Umm... Last night," I stammered out. David's face blushed and we avoided eye contact for what felt like forever. There was an awkward tension and uncertainty. "Do you like guys too David?" I said, quickly realizing I'd said too. My mind raced. I didn't mean to out myself like that. Fucking sleep deprivation! "Maybe," David replied indecisively. "Maybe?" "I mean...I liked what we did, but..." David paused for a moment, his gaze still on the ground. "But?" "But I've still got Amanda, and I really like girls. They're hot," David said, more to himself than me. "Maybe you like both?" "Can you?" David asked, doubt clearly filling his words. I shrugged my shoulders. I really didn't know if you could. Sexuality wasn't something I talked about with other guys. We all just assumed everyone liked girls and that was it. This was unchartered territory, so I guess anything's possible... "I don't see why you can't." "You like girls though, right?" David asked. I thought about it for a few moments. I did like the thought of dating a girl. I also had begun to wonder what sex would be like, and imagining it with a few of the girls in my class, excited me. Yet I knew I felt excitement too when I thought about some of the other boys in my class. "I guess I like them too. I've wanted to try dating one and, well, other stuff," I said softly. "What if we're just confused?" I gave that a few moments' thoughts. I was pretty certain about my feelings, so I didn't really see how I'd be confused. "I don't think I'm confused. Do you feel confused?" "Not really," David replied. "So that answers that then." "So what does it mean?" David asked. Our eyes finally met. I could see him searching for an answer that I honestly didn't have. "I don't really know," I stated, my voice trailing off. We sat there in silence. I started to wonder if we were just confused. The swirl of emotions and uncertainty created a turmoil in my heart and mind, that refused to come to rest. On one hand, yeah, girls were sexy, but on the other, so were guys. The first half made sense, but the latter half... It just wasn't something that was talked about. It wasn't a subject I'd ever broached, except with, of all people, David. I looked down at my watch and checked the time. We didn't have much left before breakfast. "We need to get going for breakfast," I said plainly. David only nodded in response, as we walked out of the room and headed down the hall towards the dining hall. Authors Note: Hey again everyone. I got a lot of positive feedback on the first two parts. So this is the third installment. Indeed, this is the last installment before the end. I'll post that soon enough. I've really enjoyed this story that turned out a good bit longer than I originally intended it to be (about double the length). So if you have any questions, comments, or suggestions, send an Email my way at EFoster447@yahoo.com Please also check out my other stories Restart, Starlit, and In-Time. Plus I recently made a website for my works. 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