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Levi
A new story by Danny
author of such stories as...
Part X
I said before, that I wondered what it would be like to sleep naked in the same bed with Phil. I've now experienced that to the power of infinity!
I've no idea how long Phil's cock remained in my ass as we both slept, but I do know that it came out because sometime in the night I awoke from something cold beneath me. Phil was no longer holding me, but lying face down and uncovered. It took a second or two after awakening for me to realize why I was awake and once I did, I slowly sat up and pushed the covers off me.
Upon seeing the sheet beneath me, I started to get upset and must have made some noise because Phil woke up too.
"What time is it?" He groaned.
"Phil... I did something bad!"
Phil pushed himself up with one arm and tried to focus his eyes.
"Ooooh!" he said when he saw the mess in the bed.
Yet another thing you'll never learn from watching porno movies is that when you get fucked three times in the space of a couple hours and then fall asleep with a swollen dick in your ass, your hole doesn't close back up right away afterward and will leak for some time. You may even shit the bed... like I had. The mess wasn't as bad as it first seemed. Mostly it was just a combination of Phil's cum and some shit that got smeared into the bottom sheet.
Phil sent me off to the bathroom to use the toilet and clean up while he tended to the bed. Though I tried, I couldn't make myself shit, so after a few minutes I gave up and jumped in the shower. I washed fast and dried myself before returning to the bedroom.
When I walked out of the bathroom, Phil had remade the bed using the flat sheet and left the fitted sheet wadded up on the floor near the door. He'd also spread out a towel on my side of the bed.
He was sitting on the side of the bed furthest from the bathroom with his head hung forward.
"Phil?" I called softly.
His head popped up, "Huh? Oh sorry... dozed off."
"Sorry I made the mess!" I apologized.
He got up from the bed and began to walk around to me, "HEY! It wasn't your fault and besides it wasn't that bad."
Wrapping his arms around me, he asked, "All cleaned up?" but then jumped back, "Whoa did you take a cold shower? You are freezing."
I shrugged but then he stepped close and hugged me again while rubbing my back. He didn't complain at all when I leaned my cold, wet head against his warm, naked chest.
"It's only a little after two in the morning, what do you say we go back to sleep?" Phil suggested.
"Sounds good to me." I yawned, but before I climbed into bed, and just to be on the safe side, I slipped on a pair of underwear and a pair of pajama bottoms.
Back in bed, Phil spooned me from behind, pressed his dick against my cloth covered ass, pulled the covers over us both and then wrapped his arms around me tightly. Soon we were both asleep again.
About 7:30 in the morning I was awaken by the strangest sensation. I opened my eyes to find I was on my back and looking up at the ceiling. Lifting my head I saw that my pajama bottoms and underwear had been pulled down to my knees and Phil was hungrily sucking away on my erect cock.
Realizing his plan to suck me awake had worked. He lifted his head away, smiled and said, "Good morning stud."
I smiled and then he went back to sucking my dick; so I dropped my head back into the pillow and enjoyed the wonderful feelings he was giving me.
Several hours of sleep had done the trick of rejuvenating my libido, for it only took a couple more minutes before I blew my morning load into Phil's warm, wet mouth.
"Bet you've never been woke up like that before?" he teased, once he was sure he'd sucked every last drop of cum from my dick.
I shook my head, "Never!"
He then moved up so that he could lay himself beside me and began to kiss me passionately. I'm sure I had morning breath, but he didn't seem to mind and truthfully, I didn't mind a bit that he had cum breath. Actually, I enjoyed it immensely.
His right hand was petting up and down my body and soon made its way back to my dick.
"Whoa!" he exclaimed at finding it still rock hard.
I chuckled, placed a hand on his shoulder and pushed him over while I rolled over on top of him.
"Can I do that thing with your legs?" I asked.
He knew what I meant, but then offered, "I have a better idea."
He pushed me off, adjusted both pillows behind him and sort of sat up against them but not all the way up. He then had me get on my knees before him and face-fuck him. Boy did I ever enjoy it too!
Holding either side of his head, I rammed my dick in and out of his mouth for a good long time. Meanwhile his fingers were exploring my asshole with no protests from me. I knew what would come once his fingers had loosened me up back there. Actually, knowing that soon, I'd have Phil's cock in my ass actually added fuel to my already raging boy hormones.
Phil didn't seem to mind at all how brutal I was being to his face and head or the fact that the back of his head kept banging against the headboard.
When I came for the second time in about ten minutes, it was so powerful that I think I almost passed out. Maybe it was because Phil had once again located that spot inside of my ass just as I was about to explode. Phil had to hold me up when I came as I almost fell over backwards.
Laughing, he asked, "You all right?"
"SHIT!" I gasped as I sat back to try to catch my breath.
Phil's hard cock was sticking up between my legs, just below my balls. In a sort of upside down kind of way, it looked like I had a huge dick.
"Hey look how big my cock is!" I joked as I took hold of it and acted like it was my cock I was stroking.
"You keep that up and I will cum before I get to fuc.... I mean make love to you." He said.
"You can say fuck if you want. I kind of like it." I confessed.
"Really? So can I fuck you now?" he asked with that wicked gleam in his eyes.
With a look of anticipation and a gleeful smile, I nodded `yes'.
This time, we didn't use the pillows or anything. Phil simply pushed me backward between his legs, rolled himself on top of me while bending my legs so far back that my knees were beside my ears.
"Want me to go slow or fast?" He asked as he rubbed the head of his cock back and forth across my waiting anus.
I tried to shrug but couldn't as I was too tightly folded up.
He smiled again and said, "Fast it is!" and with that he sat up, spat on my hole, repositioned his cock and paused to say, "There's treasure in that butt." He then pressed his cock head against my hole until it went in with an almost popping feeling.
"OOOH!" I whimpered softly.
"You okay?" he asked in a passionate whisper.
Even though I squinted from the pain as he entered me, I nodded the best I could.
"Ready for more?" he asked, still whispering.
This time I spoke a single, "Yeah," and he began to slid in inch by inch until he'd buried his cock into my ass.
It may sound strange, but I love the feel of his pubes when they tickle the underside of my ball-sack.
With no further warning, he began to slide in and out of me, first at a quick pace, and then building up to a fast, hard, and brutal stride.
"OH SHIT!" I cried as I reached my hands around my legs and took hold of his ass to help push him in deeper with each down stroke, "FUUUUUCK!"
He was slamming into me so hard that I was scooting further down the bed until my feet and head were hanging over the bottom edge. I had to release his ass and grab the bedding beneath me to keep from scooting any farther.
Phil seemed to have some stamina as he was able to keep this pace up for what felt like ten or more minutes. To say I was in fuck-heaven would be an understatement.
With my head hanging over the foot of the bed, knees over my shoulders and Phil's cock jackhammering in and out of my ass, the bedroom door opened and there stood my father and mother looking about as shocked as two people could possibly be.
As quickly as the door opened, it shut again but not before Dad cried out, "Woopsy! Sorry!"
From the other side of the door, we both heard my mom's emotional exclamation of, "Oh dear lord, you were right!"
"Do I know my son or do I know my son?" Dad said and to my shock, he sounded honestly proud.
"OH FUCK!" I exclaimed loud enough that I am sure my parents heard me.
I tried to get up, but Phil really had me pinned down and he wasn't stopping. Actually he'd picked up the pace.
"PHIL! GET OFF!"
"I'M TRYINGAAAAHHHHH!!!!" He grunted and then shoved his cock deeply into me as he began to fill my ass with his hot milk.
"PHIL!?"
"What? You heard them! They already knew so..."
"PHIL?" I pleaded with desperation.
He pulled his cock from my ass and sat up off of me. When he did that, I slid right of the bottom edge of the bed head first onto the floor.
"Oh shit! You okay?" Phil laughed.
I scrambled to my feet as quick as I could and instantly felt his cum draining out of my ass, and running down my legs to the carpeted floor.
Clutching fistfuls of my very messy hair and mumbling, I began to lose my mind, "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! THIS ISN'T HAPPENING!"
I was trembling all over as I pulled two fists of hair out of my head.
"Holy shit! Levi, stop that!" Phil said and leapt off the bed to keep me from tearing out any more hair.
"Come on! Don't worry!" he said while trying to put an arm around me to comfort me.
"Get off!" I said pushing him away as tears began to flow.
A few minutes later I was wrapped in a towel, sitting on the sofa in front of the roaring fireplace with mom to my left and dad to my right while sobbing into my hands. They were trying to talk to me about sex and love and repeatedly told me that they knew for a while now that I might be gay.
Blubbering I managed to ask, "You're not mad?"
"I had a pretty good idea that this would happen when you said you wanted Phil to come along with us this weekend." Dad confessed.
"What?" I asked.
We talked at length, while Phil was in the bedroom waiting for us to finish. Well, I thought he was waiting. He had actually fallen asleep again. I guess fucking me raw had worn him out.
After our long talk, mom and dad both hugged me and assured me that they loved me and that knowing I was gay did not change how they felt and never would. They then said they were going to go have something to eat, settle up with Hollister on the bill and would be back in about an hour.
I couldn't believe it when I found Phil sound asleep on the bed. I would find out later that he wasn't really sleeping but only pretending. He was actually scared shitless that my parents would want to talk to him too. He figured if they thought he was sleeping, they would leave him alone, at least for now. Strangely, mom and dad didn't once ask about him when we'd been talking.
Believing him to be asleep I left him alone and went to the bathroom, where I closed the door and sat on the toilet. As I sat, I began to cry into my hands as my ass opened and I proceeded to shit out yesterday's dinner and Phil's early morning cum deposit. As I sat there my mind raced from thought to thought. From Felix and René, or whatever the hell their real names were, to what Phil did to them, then to what Phil and I had done, and then my parents finding us fucking. I was beyond upset, beyond numb and so confused that I didn't think I would ever be able to think straight ever again.
I didn't bother to wipe my ass after I shit but instead got right into the shower where I stood under the hot water and just let it flow down over me for the longest time.
When I finally turned off the water and climbed from the tub I found that my skin was red and raw as I'd just had the hottest shower of my life. The strange thing was I didn't even feel it.
I wrapped the towel around myself without bothering to dry my body or my hair. Actually, that's probably the only time in my life that I ever left the bathroom without at least looking at my hair in the mirror.
Phil was still pretending to be out cold as I sat myself down on the side of the bed and just sat there, thinking for a good long while. Then I heard Phil make a noise as his body rolled from lying on his side to lying on his back. I looked over my shoulder to see that his cock was lying on his balls, completely soft and sleeping too. I have no idea what got into me, but before I even knew what I was doing, I had removed my towel and dove on his dick, slurping it into my mouth. It quickly reawakened and stretched my mouth. Glancing up, Phil's eyes were still closed, so I then carefully straddled his sleeping body.
Since it had been less than 45 minutes since Phil had fucked me raw, I was still pretty loose and freshly emptied after my morning dump, so his cock slipped in fairly easily with very little pain for me.
My ass had only just come into contact with his pelvis when his eyes opened and he smiled.
"Were you even asleep?" I questioned.
He smiled and tried to shake his head, "Never been woken up like this before!"
Then he began to grind and wiggle beneath me before sitting up, wrapping his arms around me and kissing me more passionately than he ever had before. While his dick was deep inside my ass and our lips pressed together, he rolled me over and lay atop me. Unlike before when he'd held my legs over my head to get my asshole exposed to him, this time my legs were out straight and spread open as he began to fuck me just as if I were a girl again. In time this would become my favorite way for him to fuck me.
As he slid in and out of me, he asked, "So, you okay?"
I think I nodded that I was.
"I heard everything your parents said." He confessed which surprised me.
That is when I learned he'd been awake all along.
"When are they coming back?" he asked as he slammed his dick in deeply causing me to groan and throw my arms around him.
"You like that don't you?" he asked as he gave me another hard pound with his cock.
I sank my nails into the flesh of his back as the pleasure I felt rocked me to the core.
I somehow found the ability to tell him, "They said about an hour," and I followed that up with, "so hurry up!"
That was all he needed to hear. He began to fuck faster, harder and drove his cock in deep. I didn't realize that while he was fucking me so aggressively, I was clawing the shit out of his back. He didn't even say anything about it either. He just took the pain and used it as fuel for his fucking machine.
This time when he exploded within me I came too, spraying both of our stomachs and chests with my boy juice.
"Damn! Levi!" Phil exclaimed when my dick just kept shooting and my ass kept squeezing his cock repeatedly.
After we took a moment or two to catch our breath, Phil was first to get out of bed. That's when I saw the claw marks I'd left on his back.
"Damn!" I said with a gasp.
"What?"
"Did I do that to you?" I asked while looking at my finger nails, which were in deed, bloody.
He went to the bathroom mirror to look at his back and I followed quickly behind.
I think he was trying to tease me a little when he said, "Holy fucking-shit Levi! Look what you did!"
"I'm so sorry Phil! I didn't mean..." with everything that had happened that morning my emotions were right at the brink and I started to cry.
However, realizing I was getting upset, he quickly interjected, "Take it easy! I've had much worse. Have you seen the claws on some of the girls in our school? I mean shit they can slice the flesh from a guys back with their razor-like talons!"
We took a shower together, mostly so that I could wash the blood from his back. I didn't use soap because I figured it would sting too much so I only used the washcloth and dabbed at his back softly.
After the shower, Phil insisted on combing my hair for me. He reassured me that he couldn't even tell where I'd ripped my own hair out from my head earlier.
Just in case his back bled, he pulled on two t-shirts, before putting on a regular shirt and one, really ugly sweater.
"Where did you get that?" I asked with revulsion.
"What?" Phil sounded genuinely surprised, "I like this sweater! My grandmother made it for me."
"The Wicked Ol' Witch made that? She must really hate you then."
"HEY!" He growled, "I just told you I like this!"
I couldn't keep from chuckling as I said, "Yeah and I just told you that it is hideous!"
Warningly he said, "Keep it up Laughing-Boy!"
"It looks like something Santa's reindeer puked up and the elves shit on!"
That was the last straw. Before I even saw him move I was in a reverse headlock as he slung my left arm around behind his head, lifted me upside down, turned and front-suplexed me onto the bed with a bed-spring breaking bounce.
He then put me into a double-chicken wing which hurt a lot. As he switched to holding both of my arms with just one hand, he applied the pressure on my arms and was able to use his free hand to grab a fistful of hair and lift my head up so that my face was smashed into his groin.
"Suck it!" he commanded.
"Phil, that hurts!" I complained.
"SUUUUUCK IIIIIIT!" he commanded again and I obeyed.
I opened my mouth and his quickly engorging cock slipped in. As soon as his cock was in my mouth he loosened up on my arms but he still held my head up by my hair. However instead of letting me suck on his cock, he rammed it down my throat, gagging me. But unlike before, he didn't withdraw so I could breathe. Had I recently had anything to eat, I am sure I would have puked it all up. Thankfully my gut was empty.
Desperation will allow for instinct to take over, and that's what happened with me right then. Lack of oxygen allowed my body's instincts' to take over and I quickly learned that, even with a cock down my throat, I could breathe through my nose on the back stroke. As soon as the panicked feeling of not being able to breath left me, I quickly got into this rougher form of love-making. When Phil let go of my arms so that he could hold either side of my head for better leverage, I reached around and helped to force his cock deeper into my throat.
Phil was ruthless as he continued to fuck my throat for what felt like ages, but in reality, it was about two minutes before he shot his load directly down my throat and into my stomach. I suppose this was repayment, not for the sweater comment, but for the way I had so roughly face-fucked him earlier.
When he withdrew his cock, I instinctively swallowed. God my throat hurt. I sat myself up as I wiped my sore mouth with the back of my hand.
Then I felt the bed sag behind me as Phil knelt on the bed. Then he wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed my neck just behind my left ear.
I had to wipe the tears from my eyes as well as the sweat from my brow.
"You are amazing!" he whispered.
"Me?" I asked as I pulled away and turned around.
"Yeah you!" he said taking my hand so I couldn't escape.
"Why?" I asked as I wiped at my forehead again.
He smiled and pulled on my arm so that I was forced to get up off the bed with him.
He walked me to the bathroom where he helped wash my face and re-comb my hair.
"Come on Phil, why am I amazing?" I had to ask again.
"Because you are like the best boyfriend any guy or girl could ask for!" and as if he'd just remembered something he made the sound like someone had just stepped on his nuts and he literally jumped and ran from the room.
I followed him, enjoying the sight of his nude body running toward the far side of the bed.
"Love that taffy ass!" I thought to myself.
I then had to ask, "What?"
He stopped by the side table, pulled open the drawer, reached in and pulled out his hand, "Nearly forgot this!" he said as his hand pulsed from holding my imaginary my beating heart.
"You're an idiot!" I laughed even though I got a kick out of it.
"Yeah but I'm your idiot; and you're my little gay boy!" Phil teased as he walked to his suitcase and pretended to stuff my beating heart into it.
We finished dressing and afterward we both went to the bathroom to brush our teeth before putting our stuff into our suite cases.
"I think that's everything." I announced.
Phil looked around the room and said, "I'm going to miss this place."
"Maybe we can come back again another time." I suggested.
"Hope so! This was the best weekend ever." He commented.
Of course the weekend excitement wasn't entirely over with just yet. There was one more big event that was about to play out for Phil and I.
We were both completely dressed, packed up and walking our suit cases out of the room when my parents returned.
I blushed so red when they looked at me. I was sure they knew we'd fucked again while they were downstairs. Mom made momentary eye contact with me but then quickly looked away.
"I see you boys are ready to go!" dad observed as he reassuringly patted my cheek with a knowing smile.
"Dear God, just kill me now!" I thought.
Mom said they were going to get their stuff together and if we wanted, we could go down for a quick breakfast before we left. I wish we hadn't!
"Jerry said he wanted to say goodbye to you boys." Mom added as she and dad walked into their own room to pack.
Leaving our bags by the door to the suite, Phil and I left and took the back stairs down to the common area. Boy it was crowded and noisy. We made our way to the entrance of the Hollister restaurant when Phil complained, "Man there's a line to get in."
He was shuffling his feet and looking uncomfortable. It honestly looked like he was doing a modified version of a young child's pee-pee dance. I decided to be evil.
"Drip ... Drip ... Drip ... Drip... OUCH! No pinching!" I laughed when Phil pinched the back of my arm once he realized what I was doing.
"Boy, a tall glass of ice cold water sounds good about now. How about an icy mountain stream raging over rocks, as a soft rain falls upon the trees and graaaassssssoooouuch?!"
He pinched me again, only this time he didn't let go.
All right! I'll stop!" I laughed and though we were behind others, we were immediately spotted by Jerry who smiled bigger than I had ever seen him smile.
"I can't wait! I need to go NOW!" Phil moaned softly.
Still chuckling, I pointed across the common area to the reception area.
"See that hallway? See the sign hanging over it that says `RESTROOMS'. I bet you'll find a bathroom down there."
Phil didn't hesitate for even a second. He was walking fast while weaving between the throngs of people who were either about to go skiing, or were getting ready to head home.
The family that had been in line ahead of us was ushered to a table by Jerry and I stood patiently waiting for Phil and Jerry to return. Jerry made it back first.
"Well good morning Levi!" Jerry said as he leaned down so that only I could hear him, "And might I say that love looks good on you. You're positively glowing!"
"W-w-what?" I stammered and I could feel my face burning red with embarrassment even before I knew why.
Jerry, realizing he was making me uncomfortable forced the smile from his face, and pulled me aside. He then directed someone else to continue seating those guests who were waiting behind me.
Jerry then placed a single finger to his lips and leaned down to say, "Your secret is safe with me! I am just so happy that you and Phil have found love in each other's arms!"
Honestly, I didn't really understand what he was saying but I understood what he was trying to say without actually coming out and saying it. I began to get a very bad feeling in the pit of my stomach and my head was feeling like someone was pumping it full of helium gas.
Sensing confusion on my part, Jerry proceeded to tell me, "Your parents asked me to make sure that the two of you were okay, alone, last night." Jerry blushed a bit when he said, "And well, I knocked and knocked but you didn't answer. I came in to make sure you two were alright. At first I thought maybe you had gone down to the Common Area so I decided to turn down your bed and get the place ready for your return. I also wanted to make sure you had fresh towels and washcloths so..."
He trailed off momentarily and when he started to speak again his voice was much softer as though sharing a great secrete.
"I swear, I knocked on the bathroom door before I opened it."
Suddenly, I remembered something.
"You left us towels!"
It was Jerry's turn to blush.
"Yes, yes I did. Phil and I made eye contact and he smiled at me. I quickly deposited the towels on the toilet and got the heck out of there."
"Phil saw you?" I asked.
Jerry got a puzzled look on his face, "Didn't he tell you?"
Unable to understand why Phil wouldn't tell me, I asked again, "Phil saw you?"
Jerry took hold of both of my hands and said, "I am so very sorry! I should never have opened that door. I have been kicking myself all night. I haven't slept a wink worrying about it. I should have left the instant I realized what was happening. I... I honestly was just overcome with joy for you both..." he began to weep softly, "I've watched you these past few years and to learn that you finally found a nice boy like Phil? He reminds me so much of my Alex..."
I cut him off, "Alex? You're gay too?" I whispered it so soft that had we not been so close he never would have heard me.
His brows furrowed and his nose wrinkled, "I thought you knew that about me?"
I shook my head but then had another thought.
"Y-you knew I..." I didn't have to finish my qestion.
Jerry smiled, squeezed my hands and said, "Have you ever heard the saying, `It takes one to know one?'"
"And you won't tell anyone?" I asked while shaking my head `no'.
He shook his head `no' too, released my left hand and drew a cross over his heart with this right index finger, "Cross my heart!"
Jerry then reached inside his black jacket and pulled out a small yellow post-it note which had been folded in half.
"Now, you cannot tell anyone I gave you this or I will get into a lot of trouble, but here is my personal cell-phone number. If you ever need someone to talk to about all this, you can call or text me anytime."
I took the paper in my hand as if receiving the greatest gift in the world.
"Really?" I gasped.
"Remember; keep that safe and secret okay?"
I slipped the paper into my pants pocket and overcome with emotions, I gave Jerry a hug.
Jerry then comically said, "Oh all right, off-off! You're wrinkling my belt."
We both realized how long we had been talking and Jerry, looking around, commented on how full the restaurant was. He said he'd find a nice table for two but then I asked him if it would be possible to get something for Phil and me to take with us as we were going home. Jerry assured me that he'd get something for the two of us himself and flittered away only seconds before Phil returned.
"What the heck took you so long?" I asked.
"There was a line there too!" he said with exasperation, "I didn't think I was going to be able to hold it!"
I looked down at the crotch of his pants and pointed, "Actually, it looks like you didn't."
Phil quickly leaned forward and looked down at the fly of his pants. Of course there wasn't a wet spot as I had only been kidding.
"Made you look!" I laughed.
Phil appeared as though he wanted to put me in a headlock but instead he said with a sneer, "I've met bread smarter than you."
I chuckled, "Where'd you get that one?"
Phil laughed too and thumbed over his shoulder, "I just heard it when in line to piss." And then asked, "Didn't you get us a table yet?"
Shaking my head I said, "Nah, Jerry's getting us something to go."
"Oh good!"
Jerry returned a minute later with two deep-red paper bags with the Hollister logo printed on the side in gold foil.
"Good morning Phil!" Jerry said with an over exaggerated smile.
Phil's face, neck and ears became as red as those paper takeaway sacks as he looked at his shoes and mumbled back something that sounded like, `Green muffins' but I think he actually said, `Good Morning'.
Addressing me, Jerry then said, "Breakfast on the go in our holiday bags for my two favorite guests!" and handed us each one of the red bags.
"Oh they're warm!" I cooed while hugging the bag to my chest. I added, "Thanks Jerry!" as I gave him a formal handshake while my heart and eyes said so much more to him.
He got the message and returned the gesture, "I hope to hear from you soon." And then, turning his attention back to Phil who was still as red-faced as before, Jerry added, "And if I don't get to see you before then, I would like to wish you both the very best that this Holiday Season can bring!"
Phil was unable to speak but he did shake Jerry's hand and with that, we headed back out to the Common Area where we saw my parents coming down the front steps.
"What about our bags?" Phil asked.
"They are being tended too." Dad told him. Then dad looked at me with questioning eyes that went from Phil, to me, to Phil, and back again.
With a nearly imperceptible shake of my head, dad got the idea not to ask why Phil was still so red faced.
Two girls walked past at that very second and one of them said, "If men had uteruses, they'd be called duderuses."
The four of us watched them walk away, and then looked at each other seconds before busting up laughing.
"What the heck?" dad blasted out with a loud laugh.
Phil leaned over and whispered to me, "Bet you have a duderuse."
I elbowed him in the gut for that one.
We had just enough time while we waited for the cable tram for Phil and me to find a spot out of the way and eat out breakfast. We were both overjoyed to find a fresh from the oven banana-nut muffin, a hot bacon and egg with cheese croissant and a hot apple-cider juice box.
"Jerry is the best!" Phil said with a mouth full of banana muffin.
"You've no idea!" I thought to myself as I unwrapped my croissant.
Once again, on the ride down, Phil was all over the place, snapping pictures with his camera phone. He even took a couple pictures of my parents and myself then asked my dad to take a picture of him and me. While we posed, mom snapped her own picture using her own phone. She then saved it as her phone wallpaper.
The snow storm had laid down so much snow that the ride down looked completely different than the other day when Phil and I had come down to see the ice show. Their enormous evergreens looked more like saplings with only the upper most part sticking above the snow. The scary thing was that it was still snowing, just not as heavily as before.
When Phil and I heard some talk about the two ice performers who were trapped in the ice cooler overnight, we both listened in hopes of learning more. Sadly, much of what was said seemed like impossible speculation and rumors.
At the bottom, we received our car with bags already loaded for us. Dad told Phil and I to climb in but Phil paused to ask, "Can I drive?"
Dad looked to mom and then back to Phil, "I don't see why not. That is if you have your drivers' license with you." And without stopping for even a breath, dad added, "What? You say you don't have one yet? Oh that is a real shame!"
Dad was teasing Phil and I was loving it!
Before Phil could respond dad placed a firm hand on the back of Phil's head and said, "Come on funny man! Get in the car! It's freezing out here!"
Laughing, Phil climbed in and I followed. Inside the car, Phil playfully said, "You never let me have any fun."
Mom got a good chuckle out of that followed by, "Buckle up. Both of you."
TO BE CONTINUED...
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Once again I must thank Paul S. Stevens for his help with proofing this chapter. Thank you Paul!!!!
And be sure to check out my other books...
Simon's Journal – Ever read someone's secret diary? Well here is your chance to read the private journal of a young boy named Simon David Leonard. Simon is just a mild American boy...that is until someone threatens his friends or family, then watch out! He has a secret problem which to him feels all consuming. When he decided to go in search for others who share the same secret problem, he sets off a series of events that will change his life, and the lives of those he encounters, forever. As you lose yourself within the pages of his four volume journal, you will laugh, cry, scream, and cheer your way through adventures that will take you halfway around the world and back again.
(http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/simons-journal/)
Goodbye Normal Jeans – Meet Nevada, the middle child of a country families seven children. Nevada, prematurely born, lives the life of a simple country boy. His biggest concerns in life are dealing with his physical inadequacies related to his early birth, and making sure the pigs don't get loose. All of that changes when it is discovered that Nevada is exceptionally intelligent and is awarded a scholarship to a prestigious school for gifted young minds. There he must learn new ways of coping with his bodies limitations while trying to cope with life back on the farm.
(http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/goodbye-normal-jeans/)
Alvin Ever After – A four part novel series chronicling the life changing events of a young California surfer boy named Alvin who has been uprooted and transplanted clear across the country to Maine?
In the first novel you will journey with Alvin and his parents as they travel east, encountering many adventures and people along their way.
The second novel tells of Alvin's new life in Maine as he and his parents struggle to make a new life for themselves.
The third novel tells the tale of a terrible tragedy which rocks Alvin and his family at its core. Friends and loved ones will flock to Alvin and his family's side as everyone struggles to come to grips.
The final novel in the series, which is coming very soon to Nifty, will see Alvin making a life changing decision and sets out on a new adventure across the country as he attempts to return to California again.
(http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/alvin-ever-after/)
I have a blog which I update with information about how work on my stories is coming along. It's a good way to find out what I've been up to and what stories I am working on. You can find it at www.talkhard.5u.com
And be sure to keep a watchful eye out for
Levi
Part X
Coming soon!