Date: Fri, 29 Dec 2000 15:08:32 EST From: Kidd9587@aol.com Subject: Fishin' in the dark - Chapter-2 - (young-friends)/(rural) Note: Please go easy on me after reading this story. I'm still new to this. If you notice any mistakes It's probably some I've already found after posting this. If you like this story please e-mail me and let me know. But please do not send Instant Messages. If you do some one may be around my computer when you do. Please send all e-mail to kidd9587@aol.com I hope you enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------- Fishin' in the dark Chapter-2 (c) 2000 by Kiddo Me and Joe put our shorts back on and started back to the house. I did manage to fall behind a few times so I could see some behind (know what I mean?), but the majority of the time we were side by side. I can't explain how weird this is! One minute I can't catch a damn fish if my life depended on it, and now I'm walking back to the house with a new feeling unlike any I've ever expeinced before. I told Joe to go through the side and I'd take the poles through the basement. It ussually takes at least three good kicks to get it to open, but this time I got lucky andn it only took two. One moreand I would have had one pissed old lady gorwling at me. I tried to avoid hitting my head on the pipes, but as luck would have it, at least in my case, good luck is always followed by bad luck. I was shocked to find that Grandma was actually awake. I came up and saw her sitting with Joe watching the late night version of Jerry Springer. " Anthony, want to join us?" Grandma asked. Now here is something that doesn't happen everyday; I go fishin with my friend, we get naked and swim around, we exchange our feelings about one another, we make out, we come home, and Grandma want's us to join her for Jerry Springer. " Sure I guess, but what's it about?" I asked. " I think it's ' Dad meet my new gay lover'." she said. " Wow, I might as well." I responded. In the middle of the show about the time some stupid guy, Chris, was telling his dad about having a transexual boyfriend, Joe decided to bring up a very good point. He looked over at me and had a ' boy am I in some shit' sorta look on his face. " Whats' wrong, Joe?" I asked. He had a look in his that hinted to the fact that he wanted to tell me, but not in front of Grandma, but he must have decided to go for it because before I could turn back around he let it all out. " I don't know how I'm going to tell my dad." he said. I never thought of that. " Anthony incase you can't tell my dad and brother are homophobic." He added. I looked up at Grandma, she didn't look very supprised. " Well If he ever does anything stupid you can always come and stay here. Can't he Grandma?" I asked. She was caught of guard about the whole bringing up of Joe telling his father, she didn't know he was gay,but she knew his dad was a homopobe. Everyone in town did. His dad even got respected for it. Can you beleive that? I think thats a load of homophobic bullshit (bullsheet according to your accent). On the way to bed I stayed back. I wanted to kinda clear things up to Grandma. " Anthony what the hell was Joe talking about?" She asked. " Me and him well, you see we uhh, Me and him..." I couldn't quite get the words out so she decided to just finish the conversation. " I see. I know what you mean. Listen if you ever need anything or if Joe ever needs anything ya'll can come to me. Even if his sorry low down good for nothin' except shovelling cow shit father tries something stupid I'll take care of you both. Hell, I half raised Joe all his life. If he ever needs a home you and him both know he'll always be welcome here." She said. I hugged her goodnight and and walked slowly up the steps incase Joe was already asleep. I tried to step towards the right of the hall because if you walk down the center it sounds liek you're passing gass. It's been squeking like that for years. I crossed quikly to the left side and dashed in my room. As usuall Joe was on the left side of the bed. I crawled in next to him trying not to wake him, which didn't work. Joe has never been able to sleep through things. I'm the totall opposite. I could sleep through sex with Pamela Anderson Lee, but then again I am gay. He didn't make any attempt to stay awake he was asleep again in seconds. I figured I might as well let him sleep. I bent over the bad and pulled out my shoebox (no I don't keep 'that' in there). I opened the top and pulled out my lighter. I always light my candles at night. I opened the drawer beside my desk and pulled out my 'Acoustic Guitar' magazine to read. I got to the advertisement about strings then finally decided to call it a night, although my now it's morning. ****************************************************************************** **************** Once again here is another difference between Joe and I. He's already up in the kitchen, probably eating. I'm still hear laying in bed. I'm not the type to get up early in the morning. I guess if Joe likes to get up in the morning at the crack of dawn I can over look it, but he better not get me up that early. I made my way downstairs only managing to trip on one stair (did I mention I'm clumsy?). Joe was in the kitchen sitting on one of the stools while grandma was walking around the kitchen trying to find something. This shocked me! Very rarily does Grandma put on her artificial leg and walk on it with out a cane. I guess she lost her balance when she lost her leg, but maybe I was wrong. " Anthony it's about time you got up." Grandma said. " What do you mean it's only 8:00?" I responded. " Well if you think about, after you set the clock back two hours last night so I would let you go fishing, not thinking it was as late as it is, I never set the clocks back." She said making me feel stupid for being do obvious with the clocks. "How did you know?" I asked in amazement once again that she found. " Well, I do wear a watch you know?" She said sarcasticly. " Damn I forgot about that" I said (or rather shouted). " Yeah thats what I thought, and watch your language!" After embarassing myself in front of Joe and my 'ohh so lovable Grandmather' I took my breakfast to the livingroom. Sausage, Gravy, and biscuits, my favorite! I gobbled it down in about ohh say 5 seconds and then back for seconds, and later thirds. Joe only went back for seconds. I bet he enjoys being able to get seconds sometimes. Think about it. He has to live with all those kids and then his dad eats like he hasn't ever heard of food. I bet it sucks being him sometimes. Since today is only Saturday I tried to get Joe to ask his mom if he could stay oever again tonight, but sure enough his dad had to answer the phone and say 'No!'. He said that Joe had church. Hell, that makes me mad! Joe's dad is a homphobic bigot that can't spell church. And plus me and Grandma were going to church too. We could take him. We go to the same church. I think Joe's dad just loves to be an asshole sometimes. Infact he's such a big asshole sometimes I think that homophobe may have been stretched there. Joe had to go after lunch so I went with him. We figure if we can't spend the night together we can at least spend the day that way. On the way up we saw Butch sitting in the street fooling with something. Incase you haven't found out yet Butch is about 3 fries, 1 burger, and a milkshake short of a Happy Meal. Of course he was still kinda nice sometimes. By the grin on his face that we saw from a distance it looked as if he might even greet us. " Hey Jerk Off's" Butch said expecting us to laugh, which we didn't. We just shot birds at him and passed by. This really pissed him off. He's the type who feels the need to be in control, have unlimited respect, and at times worshiped. Damn he's think! " Look here you fags you better cut that stuff out and show me some respect!" he shouted thinking he could change our minds about the way we feel about him. " Sure Butch as soon as hell freezes over!" We said taking off running. We soon stopped I don't think he got it. At his house he suggested that we go do something to scare the twins. I loved the idea. I like the twins alot, but they are real pranksters. Tyler is the older one and Matt is the younger one (obviously). Both twins are fairly tall. Tyler has blond hair and blue eyes while Matt has brown hair and hazel eyes. Both are very cute(!). Peeking through the crack of their door we saw that Tyler was taking a nap and Matt was on the computer. " What should we do?" Joe whispered. " I'm no sure." I whispered back. I kept thinking. What could we do to get them back? I grabbed Joe and pulled him back to his room. " I know what we can do! We can take a pic of them with your digital camera and e-mail it their girlfriends!" I said. That's a great idea!" Joe said excitedly. Joe grabbed his digital camera and we returned the door. He handed the camera to me so I could get the pic. This was going to be a hard one (no not like that! although I do get ahrd looking at the twins). I don't know what I was thinking but I just stood up and walked right in the room. " Hey Matt where's your base ball? Joe and I need it to play a game." I said hiding the camera behind my back. " It's in the closet, I'll get it" Matt said hopping from his chair at the computer. As he bent over in the closet I got a perfect pic of that cute little bubble butt bending over in flannel boxers. Matt never noticed. So I took the ball and pretended to leave after Matt was sitting back down I crawled over to the twins bed (they share a bed) and I pulled the cover back idscovering Tyler slept in the nude. I snapped a pic and eased out the door. " Joe I didn't know Tyler slept nude!" I said after getting back to his room. " Neither did I" Joe said just as amazed. Joe got up to shut his door and then came back and sat in my lap on his bed. I pushed him off and got off the bed and began to go around it. I leaned over to where Joe was laying and we kissed. I started pushing with my tounge and Joe caught on real quik. He opended his mouth and we really started getting into it. Joe pulled back a mintue to take his shirt off. I gladly let him do that! He also took of his shorts while he was at it. I leaned over him when there was a knock on the door. I got off Joe and he scrambled to get his clothes, but his dad opened the door before he could. His dad had a look if utter confusion that was later replaced with anger. " Joe, you son of a bitch! You mean my son is a fag? My som is a fudge packer?! Joe you better hope to hell you weren't doing what I think you were!" His dad shouted. Joe grabbed his shirt and put it on quik. " And Anthony you better hope you weren't doing what I think you were either. Ya'll better hope that ya'll ain't a bunch of fags. I thought I told you Joe where faggots belong!" His father coninued to shout. I waited until Mr. Hall was right beside me then I took off. I ran down the steps and out the front door. I saw Joe not far behind. He caught up very (I mean very) quik. We ran straight up the staors of my house and locked the door to Grandma's room. She was sitting on the bed watching The View. " Quik do something," I shouted " Joe's dad is pissed" I finished. We were both out of breath. " Don't worry" Grandma said comfortingly. For some reason whenever she says that I don't worry. We all sat down in silence. We hadn't even told her what happened and she was already on our side. I really do love her. We continued to sit when the phone rang. Joe wasn't going to answer it, and I sure as hell wasn't so Grandma did. We could hear Mr. Hall shouting over the phone. " You tell that sorry excuse for a son to get the hell back here so I can beat him straight!" He was shouting. Joe heard this and started crying. I just wrapped my arms around him and tried to comfort him. I don't think any one can feel comfort in a sittuation like that though. " You listen hear Jack Ass! No one better lay a finger on Joe or Anthony! If you do I'll kill you! You may not beleive it but I'll kill you on the spot if I find out you are even threatning them." Grandma shouted and hung up the phone. If you enjoyed this chapter of the story please send me an e-mail and let me know. My e-mail address is Kidd9587@aol.com . Please do not send any instant messages. 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