Date: Sun, 7 Apr 2019 00:02:03 -0600 From: Jonah Blackwood Subject: Finding Sky - Chapter 3 - Midnight Break (Revised) //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// ////////////////////////////FINDING SKY///////////////////////////////// //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// copyright © 2019 by Jonah Blackwood +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ This story may occasionally include explicit depictions of sexual acts between consenting young teenagers. If you are underage or it is illegal to view this for any reason, consider yourself warned. If you find this material offensive, please leave. This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to people alive or dead is entirely coincidental. As the author, I retain all rights to this story, and it cannot be reproduced or published without explicit consent from me. This work is copyrighted © 2019 by Jonah Blackwood. 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What he said made me realize that I should focus on the things that make all of us the same; not on the things that make us different. At least that's what I thought he was getting at. That's what I needed anyways. That's what everyone needs. He also made me think that every day is a new opportunity to be a better me and have a fresh start. I hope Jesse can forgive me. Also, I guess I'll have to confront my parents about being gay sooner than later. I just wish my parents could have been there when Aaron was giving his spiel. "Mmmmmm." "You like that?" He teased. "Of course...thus the moans...and you say I'm the slow one." "Be quiet and let me finish." I was lying face down on the king sized bed and I was on the receiving end of the most erotic and soothing massage I've ever had. I've had massages before, but there's something much different when the person giving you one is the one you care for so deeply. His breath was at my ear again. "So how did you like that?" I turned unto my back looking up at him straddling over me. I brought his face to mine and glared into his soft eyes, "I can't believe you even have to ask. I loved it...I love you." He came in for a kiss, but before his lips could touch mine he rose up, pursed his lips and sneered, "I don't care...I rubbed your back, now you rub mine!" His serious face was adorable and his lips were irresistible. "I will when you've finish the job." His face grew devilish. "Oh...you mean this." He straddled me closer and leaned forward. Then in a quick maneuver he flipped me over. He started to massage my back again. He started at my shoulders moving from side to side with his magic hands. He moved in towards my spine moving his hands about in circles. He moved slowly lower, to the base of my boxers. He massaged this area for quite some time and then in the next instance his hands moved to my sides and then towards the front of my abs. His hands moved in under the waistband and he began taking my boxers off. He lowered it enough so that he had a good view of my butt. He grew crazy, or at least his hands did. He began ravaging at my ass with a passion and hunger. He was a beast, and he would hunt for whatever he wanted. He completely forgot that my back existed and only massaged my butt. Not too long after, he ripped his own boxers off and he was completely naked. He moved up more so that his penis could help him massage my butt. My head was about to explode. I shoved him off. "Johnny! I'm sorry but I can't." His face grew pale. I pulled up my boxers over my waist. "No. Don't apologize. I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. I mean you can't blame me for loving you so much, right? And you definitely can't blame me for not being able to resist your amazing body, not to mention, the sexiest ass ever," he chuckled trying to lighten the mood. "I know. My ass is pretty sexy isn't it?" I tried deflecting the situation with humor as well. "Yes, it is." The truth is I don't think I'm ready for sex. I love Johnny, but sex is a big thing. I dream of having sex with him, but I can't. I don't know. I think its guilt. I'm not sure. I don't think anything is wrong with being gay, but gay sex...any sex. That's a big deal. What if my parent's find out? What if people at school find out; the teachers, Pastor Papariello? Am I a whore? Am I too young? Is John even the right one? Can I get an STD from this? Where the hell would I even get a condom? At least gays can't get pregnant. Why is this such a big deal? Why do I want John so badly? Is Pastor Papariello right about homosexuals being ok, but homosexual sex isn't? I feel like it'd be impossible keeping myself from John. It was obvious that John was ashamed and a bit disappointed too, but probably for entirely different reasons than mine. "It's not that I don't want to have sex with you. It's just... I don't know if I should...with guys." "Does this have anything to do with that asshole, Papariello? He's the only one back home that thinks that gay sex is rubbish and that sex is for creation only. It's obvious that he's never been in love before. Quite frankly, I think he's the biggest gay back home. I'm sorry Sky...I know he's your favorite teacher and that you respect him a lot but really...he's crazy" "He's not crazy. He raises really good arguments about it. And it's in the Bible." "So is eye for an eye, and stoning people to death for petty things, and isolating women while they are having their periods, and keeping sickly people in mountains, and not eating lobsters. Can you imagine being on this island and us not eating lobsters? Are you for real? And the list goes on and on. I don't think you actually believe that we should listen to any of those things, do you?" "No," I said softly. He raised my chin and spoke closely to my face. "Sex is a special thing. It is. And I want to share that with you, the person I love the most. I've known you my whole life. I can't imagine not being with you for the rest of it. I know you feel that inside too, don't you? How can it be wrong? I'd never do anything to hurt you. Listen. You know sometimes I get way too horny and I can't help myself, but we don't have to do anything you don't want to, Sky. You know that right?" "Yeah." "I want you to take as long as you need to figure things out, and if you want my help in any way, I'll be here for you, ok?" He leaned in towards my cheek. I turned and made contact with his lips. I grabbed the sides of his head and pressed my lips against his with all that I had in me. I knew I loved him, but now, somehow, I felt much more for him than I ever had before. To be honest, I dreaded confronting him about not wanting to have sex with him, but he handled it perfectly. I felt so much closer to him now. "Hey babe, can you turn the lights off?" John asked. I got up, switched the lights off, and then climbed back into the bed under the sheets and found my way right into Johnny's arms. It felt perfectly carved out for me. A few minutes passed in silence. My thoughts ping ponged back and forth. I just didn't know who I was anymore. His constant breath on my neck sent chills down my spine and I still could've felt his member pressed against my butt. I decided to compromise a bit. "Hey, would you mind if we sleep together.. naked?" Through the faint moonlight that was still pouring into the room I saw him perk up slightly. His eyebrows raised, "Are you sure? What was all that talk just a while ago about you being uncomfortable?" "I'm not uncomfortable being naked with you and doing other stuff. I don't know. I feel really comfortable with you right now." "But...just not comfortable...for us to have sex," he spoke fragmentedly. "I'm stupid. I know. Sorry." "Why do you like teasing me like this?" He chuckled. "Just leave it. Forget it." I moved away from him. "Don't be like that. I meant what I said. I'm here for you. Don't shut me out. Talk to me." I didn't know what to say. It's weird how I could feel equally comfortable and uncomfortable around him at times. He always seemed so well put together and so sure of himself. He's everything I'm not, but at the same time everything I could ever hope to be. Being around him made me feel so small, but I guess too, that wasn't his fault. "I'm sorry. I'm just not perfect like you." Did I just say that out loud? "What do you mean?" John got up now, his face a contorted mess of confusion. I got up too. What can of worms did I just open up? I never admitted this to anyone before especially him. My voice cracked, "I don't know what I'm doing. I feel like I'm always having conflicting thoughts. Everyone likes you, and you get straight A's in school, and you're so good at sports, and everything else. You're always so confident and comfortable with who you are. And on top of all that, you're way too sexy to even be with someone like me. I just want to be good enough for you. I'm not even good enough for myself. My parents hate me. I don't make friends easily like you do. No one ever notices me. I mean why would they? I'm not good at anything, and I'm not handsome..." John quickly reached out and put his right hand over my mouth. I tried fighting him off a bit, but he grabbed the back of my head with his left hand, moved his face towards the back of his hand which was still over my mouth and pressed his lips against it. I gave in instantly. My tears began rolling over the back of John's hand. He paused for a bit as if gathering his thoughts. "Sky..." Another pause, then he released my face and began wiping back some of the moisture. "I won't say I understand all this, but what I can say is that despite everything, I love you no less. It changes nothing, because I love you exactly the way you are. If you were any different, I wouldn't be here with you right now." He reached for my hands which were now buried between my legs. "I'm glad you told me all this. I know it must have been hard, but it's not all true, you know. I get good grades, yeah, but it doesn't make people like me anymore than they do you. You're good at sports too. Don't you remember tennis last summer? And none of us can even come close to you in the pool. I also love that you're so careful with your words and how you choose to speak. You think that's a weakness. I think that's a strength. I blurt out whatever comes to my mind most of the time, and you might think that I'm just confident, but half the times I regret saying the things I've said. According to you, since I'm so perfect, I could have chosen anyone to be with, right? I chose you, Sky. Doesn't that say something? I'm not perfect; far from it. You know why my parents aren't here with us?" He paused again. This time longer than before. "They're getting a divorce." It was now my turn to wear the contorted mess of a face. He had never shown any signs of going through anything. At least none that I or AJ picked up on. I'm sure they would've mentioned something. Then again they did keep the whole John liking me thing to themselves pretty well. "I never said anything, because I was embarrassed." John was now looking away. I could see tears forming in the corner of his eyes. "They split because of me...because I'm gay...because...I love you." My eyes began welling up again, "Well now I just feel more horrible...I'm sorry." "DON'T...I don't feel bad anymore, and I'm not sorry, so you shouldn't be either. I am who I am, and I love who I love. I love you. If my dad loved me he'd do the same. My mom's been really supportive of me from the start. I came out to my mom like a year and a half ago, and she's been awesome, but my dad just couldn't deal." "I wish you would've told me," I said apologetically. I would've really wanted to be there for him through all that. Instead, what was I doing? Playing trivial games to get his attention, whilst getting upset with him for stupid stuff. Pathetic. "I wish I did too. Maybe then you wouldn't be feeling this way right now. My life's not perfect. No one's life is. All that matters is who and what you chose to fill your life with. I choose you. I choose love. I choose to be happy. You make me happy. I absolutely love everything about you, even when you're confused or unsure or doubting yourself or me or whatever. I love it all." "I swear...I don't deserve you." I really meant that. I'm over here wallowing in self-pity and John's a real rock trying to hold everything together. He's definitely trying to hold on to me. That's for sure. "You deserve more. Much more than you think." He put his hands on the sides of my head and moved it towards his. He kissed me on my forehead, and I melted into his arms. I felt really safe there. I stayed there holding on to him for a minute, thinking to myself. I want to choose this too -- to choose love. I was no longer apprehensive. My hands slowly began to make their way down his back to his waistband and started sliding his boxers off. "You sure about this?" I nodded. He slowly began taking off my clothes too, and we both retreated under the covers. We set the A/C to a freezing temperature to ensure that we'd both be entangled in each other's embrace the entire night. I bathed my Johnny not too long ago, which was exciting all on its own, but now, all I wanted was to keep him warm for the rest of the night. His legs wrapped around mine and our dicks were pressed against each other's. His lips tasted sweeter than before. It was softer and more gentle. His hands also began dancing over my skin ever so slowly. They moved an inch at a time, down my back, my sides, and then to my butt. He drew small circles on my buttocks, then on to the insides on my legs, and eventually the back of my thighs and knees. This sent electricity all over my body. This was a new game. A slower one. A more sensual one. It was amazing to me how Johnny knew what buttons of mine to press. He did things to my body I didn't even know were possible. His lips then began moving to the nape of my neck; soft nibbles all along my breast bone, and then up to my chin. My dick began filling with fiery blood. His was already at attention now poking me in my belly button; eager it seemed to penetrate whatever it could. With every kiss I could feel it pulsing, getting warmer. My hands also began exploring his body. Johnny was so well defined for only fourteen. I could trace each line of muscle along his shoulders and down his back. These lines merged perfectly right at the cusp of his taut butt. They were so perfectly rounded and muscular, with just enough give to grab it between my fingers, like a taut marshmallow. His fingers moved towards my scrotum and he slowly twirled his fingers like he did at my butt. I immediately started twitching. I felt like I wanted to cum right then and there all over him. God what was that? He giggled. He knew he hit a sweet spot. A few moments later he did it again. Electricity all over again, this time stronger. I couldn't recover this time. I melted into putty. He somehow found my nervous system override. Did I jizz? I checked my abs and then John's. Nothing. That was insane. I could hear him giggling again. "You liked that?" he teased. Are you kidding? I could barely respond. I was out of breath and we were still kissing and exploring. "That feels almost like when I'm shooting. It's intense. Where did you learn that?" I didn't really care to find out. Our grasp on each other was just getting hotter and more intense now. "Just enjoy it," he managed to breathe out. His fingers then slowly moved up from my scrotum towards my boy hole. At that point I decided that John could do whatever he wanted with me. His breaths became heavier as he began adjusting me, lifting me up. Both his hands were now holding each of my cheeks. His penis sprung in between my legs as if trying to be a third hand holding me up. His penis curved upwards perfectly around my butt and against my butt crack. I could feel him spreading my cheeks apart. I wanted him so bad. "Hey, you hear that?" He let go of me instantly and began looking for his underwear. "Someone's coming this way, quick. I think it's Sam." I began fumbling all over myself. The steps became more audible and closer to our door. It was definitely heavier steps; couldn't be Aaron or Jesse. The door opened. I pulled the sheet over and pretended to sleep. I could just make out the door through cracked eyes. "Are you guys still awake?" It WAS Sam. I could barely make out his face. It was dark throughout the apartment, but that was definitely Sam's voice. John spoke softly as he moved towards the door where Sam was, "Shhhh...Don't turn on the light. Sky's already sleeping. What's up?" "Just remember we leave early at 7 am tomorrow for the snorkeling excursion. I'm not going to wake you guys up. You do that yourselves." "Yeah, ok. Thanks. Good night." John tried to get rid of Sam as quickly as possible. Sam began to close the door then stopped. "Is that Skyler's underwear on the floor?" Crap. He saw them. I didn't have enough time to pick them up and put them on. "Oh, those. No. They're mine. I forgot to toss them in the laundry after I showered. Thanks for reminding me." John seemed to be an expert liar on top of everything else. I wasn't sure how I felt about that. Had he lied to me before? Either way, he just saved our butts. "Remember what mom said. No funny business." Sam sounded serious now. "Chill. It's mine. Now back off. Go to your room. Isn't Anna waiting for you? See you in the morning." "Fine... G'night." The door closed. I could hear Sam's steps feigning as he moved further away from our room. John got back into bed. He handed me my underwear. "Thanks, but I won't need it. I meant it when I said I wanted us to sleep together naked." "We nearly got caught just now. I honestly thought Sam was going to stay over in Anna's room. I really didn't think he'd be in here." John actually seemed bothered about Sam. I wondered if it had to do with what Sam told John about what his mom said. I decided not to push it. "I guess you're right. Let's just go to bed then." I wasn't really upset, though I think John thought I was. He couldn't stop apologizing and he kept telling me he'd make it up to me. I was just glad to get back into his arms and cuddle like we were before. I felt really comforted, though I couldn't stop thinking about everything that had happened over the past 24 hrs. It made me feel on edge a bit. I really wanted John inside of me just a while ago. I almost had sex for the first time, and that really excited me, but at the same time I couldn't help thinking that maybe it was for the best that Sam walked in on us. Maybe it was God sending me a sign that I wasn't ready for what was just about to happen. I don't know. Also, I haven't decided how I was going to handle the whole Jesse situation. I really am sorry for what happened, and I wanted to tell him right away and talk about it, but he was already sleeping by the time I got back from the pier. I guess I'll just have to do that tomorrow. It won't be easy, but then again when has my life ever been. Now bed. ----SNEAK PEAK---- Chapter 4 - SQUAD ----SNEAK PEAK---- "JEESSSEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! AARROOOOOOOOONNNNNNNN!!!!!! COME HERE RIGHT NOW!!!!!!" I quickly jumped out of bed. The sudden screams woke me up instantly. I looked over to John who was still sleeping. How was he still asleep with all the racket outside? The noise continued. "BOYS GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW BEFORE I HAVE TO COME LOOKING FOR YOU." It was AJ's mom! I began shaking sleepyhead next to me. "John, wake up. AJ's mom is outside. I think she's freaking out about the chocolate stains we couldn't get out." We both began frantically looking for clothes. "PLEASE EXPLAIN TO ME WHY THE ROOM LOOKS COMPLETELY TRASHED. I TRUSTED YOU GUYS COULD STAY ALONE IN ONE ROOM TOGETHER!" "Hurry, before she walks in." "What time is it?" John said still yawning. "It's 6:40. We overslept. We got to get ready quick." I managed to put on a t-shirt and some shorts and moved to the door to listen. "Can you hear if AJ went out already? We're not gonna be the first ones out. That's for sure." "I can't really hear anything." I pressed my ears against the door to get a better listen. "I think I can hear Sam talking. He says the house was fine last night before he went to bed..." I couldn't believe what I was hearing Sam telling AJ's mom next. I looked over to John, mouth opened. "What is it, Sky? What is he saying?" to be continued... +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Shoot me an email with any comments, questions, and/or suggestions at jonah.blackwood2@gmail.com Feedback, whether positive or negative, is always appreciated! Also, if you like stories like these, please don't forget to support Nifty.org who make all this possible. We would be nothing without them. Go to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html and donate today!!! *****************************************************************************