Date: Tue, 15 May 2012 18:38:05 -0700 (PDT) From: Eric Foster Subject: In Time part 7 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 In Time Finally, it was Friday morning. Martin and Corey sat at the table eating breakfast. "So boys, ya looking forward to the end of the first week of school?" Mr. Lee asked as he sat down to have his coffee and chat with his sons. The two brothers actually didn't know how to feel about the week. It hadn't been bad, but over the last few days a lot of questions had arisen about the Stewart boys, and Martin and Corey were somewhat frustrated over not being able to tell whether their new friends were gay or straight or...just what they were. "Yeah," Martin said and paused. "And by the way dad, what did Alex's parents say to the sleep over?" he asked, looking up hopefully to his dad. "Well your mom called them last night and they said it was fine for him to spend the night tonight. I'll just pick you and Alex up from school. Sound good?" "Right. It's gonna be awesome!" Martin responded with enthusiasm. Almost immediately his thoughts turned to the plan he had in place to try to get Alex to be honest to him about his sexuality. He couldn't wait much longer, and he needed to have Alex as his boyfriend. "Oh, Dad," Corey interrupted. "That reminds me. Jacob and I are going to spend a few hours at the park after school. He's going to help me practice and get ready for sports." He had asked Jacob after classes yesterday whether he'd be interested in helping him train for the upcoming season, and Jacob had enthusiastically agreed. Although Corey's stated intentions had been partially true, the real reason he wanted to exercise with Jacob was to see his friend hot and sweaty. Ever since briefly seeing Jacob naked by the pool, Corey had been imagining his friend Jacob without his shirt and, more often than not, completely nude. The idea of Jacob covered in sweat made Corey's hormones rage. "Ok Corey, just be back before it gets too dark," Mr. Lee said as he took another sip from his coffee. "Boys are you finished yet?" Ms. Lee asked as she grabbed her keys and began to walk to the garage. "Yes mum we're ready to leave!" the boys shouted as they grabbed their book bags from the ground and walked to the garage with their mom. "Bye sons, have a great day at school," Mr. Lee said as he grabbed his suitcase and headed for the garage as well. At the far end was an Infiniti QX56, which was used by the family for weekly driving. In the middle was Ms. Lee's Mercedes CLS-550, and directly before that was Mr. Lee's pride and joy (in terms of cars). It was a restored 1962 Jaguar E type 2+2 coupe. Mr. Lee had inherited the car from his uncle, and at the time it was in terrible condition, and didn't even run. After about two years of on and off restoration, he finally had restored it to its original state of glory. "Well boys I'll see you both tonight," Mr. Lee shouted from his car, and with that he sped out of the driveway and off to work. Corey and Martin loaded their backpacks into the Mercedes and in a few minutes they, too, were off to school. Corey was sitting in the front seat when his phone suddenly beeped indicating the arrival of a new text. It was from Martin. Corey turned around and gave his younger brother a confused look. Martin, in response, just pointed down to his phone indicating that he wanted him to read the message. Corey rolled his eyes and glanced down at the phone. Anything happen with Jacob?????? Corey understood now why Martin wanted to communicate by text. He keyed back in his response. Not yet...I still think he's gay...or interested at least Y? He just looks at me n a way that says he likes me. Plus he's been unusually helpful How? Helping me with pencils, homework, studying, advice, everything. Maybe he is gay... What bout Alex???? I know he's got 2 b U sure? He's the only 1 I know who could be writing those poems. I just get that feeling from him So what u going 2 do bout it? Test him Test him? Ask to compare at the sleep over 2nite ?????? I'll b careful Better b or u might lose him as a friend He seemed comfortable being naked at the pool Yea I guess u r right...just be careful I will...g2g we r here...let me know how ur "game" goes with Jacob XD :) And with that Martin jumped out of the car, grabbed his backpack from the trunk, and said goodbye to his mom and Corey. Corey sat in the car in silence the rest of the way to school. He wasn't sure how he would get Jacob to admit to him he liked him, and that was assuming that his new friend had any feelings at all for him. Corey had tossed ideas in his head about coming out to him, stalking him, and everything in between, but to no avail. He had thought that the first week of school might help clarify things between them, but instead he felt more hopeless and confused than ever. He just wished that something magical would happen that would make Jacob's feelings toward him apparent. "Ok dear, I'll see you this afternoon ok?" "Ok bye mum," Corey said as he got out of the car. He grabbed his backpack and walked into the school. Corey hadn't walked more than a few feet down the hall before he saw Jacob standing in front of him, staring at his phone. The light was shining down illuminating his face like that of an angel. He was wearing a dark button down, dark skinny jeans, orange Nike Airs, and a smile that made Corey almost lose his breath. Corey decided right then and there that he was going to tell Jacob today how much he wanted him, how badly he needed him as his boyfriend. He would confess everything and pray that Jacob was at least interested. Maybe not right now, but before today is over, Jacob will know that I need him, Corey thought as he walked up to say hello. "So are ya looking forward to the sleepover?" Martin asked as he walked alongside Alex to lunch. "Hell yea dude, I've looking forward to it all day," Alex said as he gave a fist pump. They both laughed at his over enthusiasm. "So what do you want to do tonight?" Alex asked with a smile as he looked over to Martin. "I was thinking that it might be fun to compare things," he said, smiling coyly back it his friend. Alex looked at him, clearly confused by his words. "You know, like our videogame skills," Martin continued, trying to sound nonchalant. To himself, however, he was thinking, And our dick sizes. I didn't get a good look at yours at the pool and I can't wait to see it hard. "Well my brother is the one who's good at videogames," Alex said. Before Martin had brought up videogames, Alex had briefly thought that he might have been referring to something else. He had been getting a lot of erections lately, and he was pretty sure that his cock had finally begun to grow, but he wanted desperately to see some else's so he could compare and see whether he was at least normal in that department. He had seen Martin's at the pool, and they seemed to be about equal, but Alex wasn't sure. Now, however, it appeared that Martin had something else in mind. "I'm ok, but not the best," Alex said softly. "We'll see at the sleepover," Martin said, flashing his signature mischievous grin. Just then Caleb, one of Alex's friends, ran up behind Alex and grabbed him from behind. "GOT YA!" Caleb said as he twirled around with Alex in the middle of the hall. The two boys erupted into a burst of laughs as they twirled around, each trying to throw the other off. They were constantly touching and grabbing each other as they performed their erratic dance in the hallway. As Martin watched, a surge of jealousy shot though his veins. Martin didn't like the fact that another boy could jump on Alex and just touch him however he pleased, while he was constrained to just occasional and brief hugs. They could wrestle and stuff in private, but in public he always felt afraid that he would give himself away, and Alex seemed a bit hesitant to mess around in public as well. Yet here was Alex's friend, right here in front of him, jumping all over Alex in the middle of the hall. Their antics hurt him, but Alex was oblivious, so Martin couldn't fault him on it. Still...it was hard. "OK...OK I GIVE IN CALEB!" Alex shouted as he gave up when Caleb started tickling him on the sides. "Well, since you give in, you gotta kiss me now," Caleb said as he puckered his lips and moved toward Alex as though he really wanted to kiss him. "EWW!! No way dude," Alex said as he pushed Caleb away and the two began to laugh. Martin felt a sudden pain shoot through him as his hopes slipped away, not just from watching the two boys scuffle, but also after hearing Alex's response to Caleb's request for a kiss. Most of all, though, Martin felt jealous. Fearful that he might begin to tear up, Martin decided that he better leave. "Hey, Alex, sorry but I actually remembered I've got to study for a quiz in health. I haven't even looked at the stuff. I'll be at the library dude. See ya," Martin said quickly as he turned and began to head for the library. "Wait! Martin, why not just..." but before he could finish his sentence Martin had turned the corner and was heading to the library. "Dude, what's his problem?" Caleb asked with a confused look on his face. "I don't know....he was in a good mood earlier...Well I don't think it would be a good idea to bother him, so let's just head to lunch Caleb," Alex said as he continued to walk towards the cafeteria. Still, as the two boys walked to the cafeteria, Alex couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened, and the way Martin looked as he fled. I just hope he's ok. I don't want to see him being hurt. Jacob walked alongside Corey through the halls, chatting easily about his impressions of the first week of school. Corey had decided that he wanted to test the waters with Jacob, and he was looking for an opportunity to switch the topic to something that would at least give him an idea whether Jacob was homophobic. "So...do you like to talk about current issues and stuff?" Corey asked nonchalantly as they made their way to their third period class. "Yea, what you want to talk about?" Corey froze for just a second, but forced himself to continue. Slowly, he started to speak. "What do you think about gay rights?" he asked, extremely anxious to hear Jacob's answer. At the same time, he was pensive, hoping that it wasn't something he didn't want to hear. "Well...I think they deserve full rights. I mean it's wrong to deny them the basic rights anyone else deserves, and I think it would really help reduce gay bullying. Besides...it's not good to deny to yourself who you really are," Jacob said thoughtfully, glancing over to Corey as he spoke. Corey shifted so that he was looking directly at Jacob. Their eyes locked. "Yea...you're right...it's not good to deny yourself...just be who you are," Corey said, the whole time maintaining eye contact. At that moment, the two boys felt a connection that neither could describe. Sensing that they may both be thinking the same thing, Jacob smiled softly and softened his stare. Wait...am I reading into this...does he just think I'm weird for staring at him like this? Jacob thought as he broke eye contact and looked down at the floor. He blushed and shivered, nervous that he may have somehow said too much or the wrong thing. "Let's head to class," Jacob said quietly as he moved ahead at a quickened pace. Jacob...you don't need to be afraid anymore. Alex had managed to get out 5 minutes before the bell rang. He had told the teacher that he needed to go to bathroom, so she instructed him to just take his backpack with him since the bell was about to ring. He picked up his backpack and his overnight bag (for the sleepover) and walked down the hall. He looked down to his watch 3:28 Ok, so I got 2 minutes, Alex thought as he arrived at Martin's locker. He had decided he would just wait there since he was going to be going home with him anyway He put down his backpack and opened his binder. After a brief search, he pulled out a slip of paper and looked at again with a smile. Since packing it last night, the paper had become a bit unfolded and wouldn't fit through the locker if he didn't fold it again. He unfolded the note a bit and then sharpened the creases. Perfect, now to just put it in, Alex thought as he slowly placed the paper in the slot. Suddenly, and well after Alex could do anything about it, he noticed that at least one side of the folded paper had what appeared to be handwriting in red ink on it. It all happened so quickly that he couldn't make out any of the lines, but he knew they were not part of his poem. Then it hit him. It was red ink....from his quiz. Alex panicked and his mind went into overdrive. He thrust his fingers into the lower slots, trying in vain to catch the paper as it fell into the locker. He felt it hit his fingers and pressed down frantically. For a moment, it was secured against the locker door, but as soon as he tried to pull it up, the paper slipped and dropped down. The sound of the small, folded paper hitting the bottom of the locker sounded like the earth had shattered...and he felt fear run through his heart like poison. He slowly backed away, his mind racing. Adrenaline flooded his veins. No...no...NO!!....SHIT HE'S GOING TO FIGURE IT OUT!!! Alex thought frantically, dumbfounded as to what to do. Suddenly, the bell rang; school was over. He didn't have time to react. He didn't have time to explain things. Faced with the choice of fight or flight, he flew. Grabbing his backpack and his overnight bag, he ran, literally sprinting down the halls. As he ran, he saw Martin approaching but ignored him completely. Martin stared at him, confused and shocked as his friend sprinted at full speed down the halls. "Alex? ALEX!!?" Martin screamed as Alex ran past. He looked over to Thompson (a classmate and new friend) who looked equally shocked and confused. "Dude, what's up with Alex?" "I have no clue. I'm gonna grab my things from my locker and head over to find him," Martin said as he rushed to his locker. He put the combination into the locker and opened it up. He practically ripped open his backpack, and was just about to throw in his books when he noticed another folded slip of paper that had fallen to the side. Another poem...well I can't really deal with that right now....I need to find Alex, Martin thought as he grabbed the paper and put it into his pocket without taking any time to read it. "Thom, you have any clue where he went?" "Not really Martin...but I have to go to the bus. I hope you find him man, and I hope he's ok, but I gotta go dude, sorry." "Its fine, I'll see you in class Monday," Martin said as he turned to go search out Alex. He pulled his cell-phone out of his pocket and dialed his mom. "Hello...hey mum...yea listen I need you to come a bit later for me and Alex. No, we're not in trouble...no...no just listen for a second please...we just wanted to stay a bit afterwards to do some studying....yes the school stays open till 4:30 so we will be in the library till 4:15. Well, we also have to talk to a few teachers about clubs and stuff...yes...yes...ok bye mum," Martin said as he hung up and continued to walk down the halls trying to figure out where to search. Alex...where are you? "Coach Hudson," Alex said as he walked into the gym. Coach Hudson was standing in the lobby, just about to lock up the entrance to the main gym floor. "Oh hey Alex, shouldn't you be home by now?" "Well I wanted to ask you something..." "Sure what you need?" "Well, I wanted to practice for the upcoming basketball season." "Umm...Alex... we won't be starting practice until mid-October," Coach Hudson replied, raising his eyebrows in skepticism. "I know, but....well I wanted to see where I stand and I wanted to do it on an actual court, and it's raining a bit so I didn't want to have to practice at the court in my neighborhood since it would be soaked...please coach I promise I won't mess anything up," Alex said in a rush. His voice seemed desperate, almost pleading, and the look on his face was equally despairing. Coach Hudson sighed a bit and looked back at Alex. "This is totally against regulation, but ok...I will let you practice here...but you need lock the door to the gym and the lobby afterwards. Here is my copy key, I need this back as soon as you get to school on Monday, ok?" Coach Hudson said in a serious tone. Alex's face lit up. "Sure thing coach you can trust me...thank you" Alex said as he walked towards the gym door. "You're welcome Alex. And don't mention this to any of the administrators please...I would get in huge trouble otherwise," he said as he started to walk towards the door out to the lobby. Alex made a zipper motion across his mouth indicating that his lips were sealed. The coach smiled and walked out the gym towards the main building. "Oh crap it's raining...what are we going to do now?" Corey said as he walked into Jacob's room. The two were planning to have a game of one-on-one at the park so Corey could get some soccer practice in, but the rainstorm appeared to have other things in mind. "Well, we can just wait it out...it's supposed to pass in a few minutes anyway. But dude I need to take a shower because honestly I kind of stink," Jacob said as he grabbed his sports clothes and walked into the bathroom. "But we're about to play a game...don't you think you should wait till afterwards?" Corey responded, a bit confused as to why his friend would have body odor even before they had broken a sweat. It hadn't dawned on him that Jacob had been so anxious and nervous all day, and especially since walking home with Corey, that he had been sweating profusely all the while. Jacob walked up to him and placed his arm right under Corey's nose. Corey took a whiff, and immediately drew back from the smell. "EWWW....yea, you are ripe!" Corey said in a voice of disgust. Jacob was just about to walk into his shower when suddenly Corey realized he needed to look up some plays he wanted to try out. "OH by the way can I look up some stuff on your laptop Jacob?" "Sure, here let me put the password in," Jacob said as he turned on the laptop and typed in the password. "Thanks mate, now please make yourself smellable," Corey said with laugh. "HAR HAR HAR. You're hilarious," Jacob said sarcastically as he shut the door behind him. Corey heard the shower start and began to browse through the internet looking for the plays he had in mind. He was able to find them quickly, and was just about to close out when idea hit him. He was curious about Jacob's web history, and since this was strictly his own personal laptop, he doubted he cleared it that often. After checking to make sure Jacob was still in the shower, Corey brought up the browser's history and looked through the sites. Looking down the list, he gasped. Suddenly, his heart began to race as his penis stirred in his shorts. He recognized about eight of the sites immediately...because all eight were gay porn sites he looked at himself. No way...No way! I've got to be reading this wrong, Corey thought. He looked over the names again, and confirmed that they were all the same sites. He looked up the dates to wonder if they had been just one time things, but saw that Jacob had visited the sites on a pretty regular basis, nightly in fact. He closed the browser and sat back for a moment. He's got to be gay...not a single porn site was straight...they were all strictly gay ones....there is no way he's straight...and he has to be mi...wait...what's this? Corey thought as he looked back at the laptop screen and noticed a folder. It was labeled "my thoughts". Corey clicked it open and noticed a document called "days." He opened this as well and scanned it quickly. It was Jacob's daily diary. I wonder...I wonder if just maybe, Corey thought as he pressed the search tab. He typed in his name and immediately got a hit. It was a date from about two weeks ago, when they first met. Met wonder boy today and found out his name is Corey...he's even cuter in real life...I doubt he's even in my league though...he could get anyone in the world he wants. Wonder boy...and not in his league...so he likes me and thinks I'm the one who will reject him...I thought he would reject me.... Corey thought as he hit the next button. The next few logs recounted all the times they had hung out that week, including when they had skinny dipped together. He read about the dreams Jacob had been having, the fantasies he had had. Corey's cock grew even stiffer as he read over the last of Jacob's fantasies. I thought about something that would be amazing. I kind of want to see Corey covered in sweat after some big game, a bit dirty, perhaps muddy, and just make out with him on the field. It just seems so amazing, and to feel him all like that on me...I honestly think I'm going to cum just thinking about it. A huge grin spread across Corey's face as he closed the document. Just then he heard the shower stop, followed a few minutes later by the sound of Jacob entering the room. He was in a tight black Nike athletic shirt, some black shorts, and black running shoes. Corey had already changed into his own gear which looked similar but it was all blue. "So it stopped raining. Want to head to the park?" Jacob said enthusiastically. "Sure, let's get going," Corey said as he put his hand around Jacob's shoulder and walked out of the room with him. He still had a huge grin on his face, since he now knew exactly what to do. Your fantasy won't be a fantasy anymore Jacob...it'll be a reality Martin had already searched the library, the school sports fields, all the classrooms in the seventh grade wing, the halls, all the bathrooms, and still no Alex. He seriously hoped that he was still at the school because he had no idea what he would do if he had left, and how he would explain it to his mom. Then it hit him...the gym He immediately sprinted across the field and reached the gym. He pulled open the door and could hear the sound of a ball hitting the court. He looked in through the windows onto the main court and saw Alex playing basketball. He was the only one there, and it was mostly dark except for a small amount of light coming in through the windows. Martin opened the gym door and immediately Alex dropped the basketball, a look of shock and fear on his face. "There you are Alex. I searched the whole school for you...why did you run here, and why were you running?" Martin asked as he looked at Alex. "Wait...aren't you upset about the note...or aren't you angry or something?" Alex said, a bit in shock but mostly confused. "Note...what are you talking about? I've just been searching for you because we have the sleepover tonight remember?" Martin said, grinning and pointing to his head sarcastically. Alex realized that Martin hadn't read the poem and was overcome with relief. Thank god...maybe I can still get it back before he reads it, Alex thought as he sighed. "Sorry, just forget it. I just freaked out a bit because I had forgotten when basketball season begins, so I came over here to ask and ended up staying to practice it a bit. Hey, let's just get back to your place. I'm starving!" Alex said enthusiastically. Martin rolled his eyes in response, smiled, and began to giggle. "Sheesh Alex you're just crazy aren't you?" "Yea a bit" Alex said with a grin. The two burst into a fit of giggles as Alex grabbed his stuff and they walked out of the gym together, off for a night of adventure, discovery, and a night neither would ever forget. Corey and Jacob had been playing on the field for about twenty minutes and already were starting to feel a bit tired. Jacob looked down at his watch 7:37 They were both covered in buckets of sweat, and both had some mud on their legs, arms, and faces since a few mud puddles had formed after the rain. As a result, the mud flew through the air each time they kicked, more often than not landing on one, or both of them, on its way down. "So, you ready for another round?" Corey asked as he got up and held the ball in his hand. "I'm always ready," Jacob said as the two walked to the middle of the field. Corey dropped the soccer ball onto the field and immediately Jacob got it with his right foot. He began to dribble down field with Corey right behind him. Corey caught up just a few seconds afterwards and kicked the ball from behind him, directly between his legs. The ball went flying forward and Corey sprinted around Jacob to land right in its path. He subdued the ball with his feet and kicked it as hard as he could so it would fly to the other end of the field. The two were panting now, running off adrenaline and the desire to win. They sprinted to the other end, and Jacob regained control and dribbled the ball back towards his end. He decided that this would be the final moment. He sprinted with the ball as fast as he could, using all his energy. Corey was right beside him, trying to kick the ball away, but to no avail. Jacob was close to the goal, and made a full out attempt, but Corey was keeping up. Just before the goal box line, Jacob made his kick, but felt himself lose traction and began to slip backwards. Corey had gotten in front of Jacob to try to stop the kick but had tried to run forward too quickly and was also losing traction. The two boys flailed around as they helplessly attempted to steady themselves, but to no use. Jacob fell backwards and hit the ground on his back. Corey wasn't far behind and landed directly on top of him. Corey moved up a bit so he was sitting on Jacobs's stomach with either leg to Jacob's side. "That was quite a spill huh Corey?" Jacob said as he lay on the ground, with Corey still on top of him. "Yea it was," Corey said. Then he felt something inside of him...he didn't know what...but it told him that now was the moment. His eyes suddenly softened, he felt his breathing become erratic, and his heart beat more quickly. He looked at Jacob and Jacob looked back. They sat there staring, one at the other, both wondering what to do. Neither said anything, but both knew exactly what the other one was thinking. Now. Corey began to lean down to Jacob, and Jacob closed his eyes. The two boys were drenched in sweat, with mud striped across their faces. Panting and excited, their bodies moved closer and closer until finally Corey's chest was right on top of Jacob's. He brought his hand to Jacobs face and caressed his cheek. Corey leaned in and at that moment felt his lips touch Jacobs. Electricity flowed through in his veins, his mind raced, and his heart went into overdrive. He moved his lips closer and began to passionately kiss Jacob. The urgency of the moment sunk into him, but he didn't want it to end. Suddenly, he felt as though the world had stopped spinning and nothing else mattered but this kiss. He didn't know if it was reality or a dream, but he finally ran out of breath. He pulled back and gasped for air, just as Jacob did. He looked down at Jacob and their eyes met. Jacob was grinning widely, as well as Corey. "I really like you Jacob...I'm kind of hoping maybe this can make us boyfriends?" Corey said...not sure what else to say. Instead of responding, Jacob just pulled Corey down for a light embrace while he softly kissed Corey's neck. He then whispered into his ear, speaking the words quickly. "Of course, I want you as my boyfriend because I like you too and I really wanted to tell you but I was afraid you would reject me." "I was afraid you would reject me this whole time as well. That's why I kind of held back until now," Corey said as he again looked Jacob in the eyes. They felt the moment pass between them, and knew this was something that was far more than just a friendship, this was love. "Want to go back to my house?" Jacob said with a huge grin. "Yes," Corey said simply as he got off Jacob and helped pull him up. The two then walked back to the bench and grabbed their stuff. They looked at each other again and Corey reached out to run his finger across Jacob's cheek. "So... boyfriends?" Jacob said with a smile. Corey couldn't help but smile as well and giggle a bit. He leaned in and lightly kissed Jacob on the lips, his second kiss with him. "Boyfriends" Corey said as he grabbed Jacob's hand. They walked like this, hand in hand, to the front of the park until they got on their bikes and rode away to Jacobs's house. Now you are my boyfriend my love. "So what you want to do until the pizza arrives?" Alex asked as he sat on Martin's bed. "Want to play some videogames?" Martin responded as he walked up to his Xbox 360 and turned it on. "Sure, how about a racing one, since I suck at all the others," Alex said, prompting both boys to giggle. They started to play the game, and Martin quickly realized why Alex wanted to play a racing game. He really was a good driver. He was doing his best to keep up with Alex, but he always managed to pull off some flashy move that kept him in the dust. Soon after about three rounds, Martin realized that he was outmatched. "Wow...you are good...well you won so why not you grab us a soda?" Martin said as he placed his remote on the bed. "Hey, wait a minute," Alex replied. "I won...why don't you get the soda?" "Because...I'm the loser and you need to help make me feel better because I lost" Martin said with a huge grin, followed by a stream of giggles. Alex rolled his eyes and made an exaggerated sigh. "Fine, I'll get us the soda" Alex said in an exaggerated complaint Alex got off the bed and walked out the door, closing it behind him as headed downstairs. Alone, Martin reached into his pocket. He had just remembered that he had to charge his phone, and as he reached fished around for it he suddenly felt a slip of paper. He pulled out the folded slip and realized that he had never read it. Unfolding the paper, he saw at once that it was another poem. As he read, he could feel his heart begin to race and a tingling in his groin. Almost immediately, his young cock began to rise. Martin shifted, opening his legs wider to provide more room for his erection. By the time he arrived at the final line of the poem, he felt as though he was about to burst. Wow....this poem is beautiful...and...wait a minute, Martin thought as he noticed that there was a red discoloration that leaked through the page a bit. He turned over the poem and immediately gasped. He saw that on the other side was a grade 92 And beside the grade was the name Alex Stewart. The poem had been written on the back of Alex's math quiz. That's why he freaked out. He knew I would read this poem and thought when I found him that I knew he was the writer. Well I know now...Ok that's it. I'm making my move, Martin thought as he placed the poem in his desk drawer along with the other poems that Alex had written for him. Just as he had turned around to head downstairs, Alex opened the door, carrying the two cans of soda. "I'm back with the soda," Alex said with a huge grin. Martin walked quickly in front of him, grabbed the two sodas and placed them on the dresser next to the door. He placed one hand on the door, shutting it swiftly, and used his other hand to lightly push Alex back against the door. He had one hand on the door and one hand on Alex's chest. "Alex...I want to know...what color do you think my hair is?" Martin asked. Alex's face went blank in shock and confusion. "Wait what??" Alex said still unsure what was happening. Martin had a huge, mischievous grin on his face. His eyes glowed with delight. "Also what about my eyes...because someone once described my hair as...golden locks...and my eyes as emerald green..." Martin said in a hushed tone. Alex's eyes widened, as his mouth dropped in shock. Meanwhile, Martin stared at him, cool and in control. "And this someone," Martin continued. Suddenly, he had become serious. "Even before I read his poems, I desperately wanted to tell the person that I liked him. But, well....I didn't know if he liked me back." Martin paused and smiled. "But I know now....and I want him...as my boyfriend" Martin said. Before Alex had time to react, Martin leaned forward and pressed his lips to Alex's. Both boys felt a surge of energy as the hormones raced through their veins. They remained kissing, neither one wanting to stop and savoring every breath, every beat, every second while the world around them stood still. As their feelings multiplied, it felt for a moment as though they had become one person, a single soul comprised of two individuals totally in tune with one another. Their lips had become the medium through which all of their fears, frustrations and love were transferred, and each boy was lost to the other. Finally, they pulled away and gasped for breath, panting from the moment of excitement they had just shared. "I love you Alex," Martin blurted. "I love you too, Martin," Alex said, a huge smile on his face. Martin reached up and tenderly traced Alex's lips with his index finger. "BOYS PIZZA IS HERE!" Ms. Lee yelled from downstairs. "Let's finish this after dinner, shall we?" Martin said as he stepped back a bit from Alex. "Let's" Alex said, a grin stretching widely across his face. With that, the two boys bounded down the stairs, filled with energy. Joy pulsed through their veins. Both felt the rush, the love, and most of all, the emptiness fly away. Authors note: The boys finally realized their love for the other, and now have officially started their relationships as boyfriends. I originally intended to make this section the one where they did their "stuff" but it would have made the section even longer than it already is so I decided to save it for the next section. So does this mean the story is over or near the end? By no means, and in fact this is just the beginning, because trust me; they got a heck of a ride ahead of them. Anyway what did you guys think of this section? Was it everything you hoped for and more? Well I want to hear your feedback, so please e-mail me at EFoster447@yahoo.com. Even a short email just saying what you think about it is something I love to get because it gives me encouragement to write and lets me know I'm doing a good job. So if you have time just send me an e-mail at whatever length you please, then send it. So if you have questions, comments, advice then send it my way as well. I also have to thank my editors for this section Mike Archer and Jonathan Tan So if this was a rollercoaster, we have finally reached the top of the first hill, and now the ride begins. So anyway e-mail me back. Thanks for reading so far, and I hope you enjoyed this section and will continue to enjoy the series.